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"When  music  and  devotion  join, 
Our  heavenward  journey^ pleasant  is; 
We  travel  on  with  songs*  divine, 
Ravished  with  sacred  ecstasies ; 
No  longer  do  we  pass 
Through  a  dry,  barren  wilderness, 
But  through  a  land  where  milk  and  honey  flow; 
The  path  to  heaven  above  leads  through  a  heaven  below." 

Anonymous. 


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BOSTON: 
JAMES  MUNROE   AND   COMPANY. 


1843. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  18-13,  by 

James    Flint, 

in  the  Clerk's  office  oflhe  District  Court  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts. 


CAMBRIDGE: 

MKTCALF,    KEITH,    AND    NICHOLS, 

PRINTERS  TO   THE  UNIVERSITY. 


PREFACE. 

This  Collection  of  Hymns  has  been  made  in  compli- 
ance with  a  vote  of  the  Religious  Society  of  which  the 
Compiler  is  pastor.  The  Collection  of  his  immediate  pre- 
decessor, the  late  learned  and  catholic  Dr.  Bentley,  hav- 
ing been  used  by  the  Society  for  nearly  half  a  century, 
was  out  of  print,  and  the  books  in  use  wellnigh  worn  out. 
That  Collection,  compared  with  later  Collections,  had  long 
been  felt  to  be  deficient,  not  only  in  the  number  of  hymns 
it  contained,  and  consequently  in  variety  of  topics,  but  a 
laro-e  portion  of  its  contents  — the  stiff  and  unpoetical 
versions  of  the  Psalms  by  Tate  and  Brady  —  was  little 
suited  to  the  religious  exigencies  and  taste  of  the  present 
members  of  the  Society.  Instead  of  a  reprint  of  the  Old 
Collection,  to  which  the  elder  members  were  attached, 
from  long  use  and  respect  to  the  memory  of  the  compiler, 
the  present  pastor  was  requested  to  prepare  a  new  one, 
that  should  contain  such  of  the  hymns  in  use  as  were 
most  familiar  to  all,  because  the  best,  and  consequently 
most  frequently  read  from  the  pulpit. 

In  complying  with  this  request  the  Compiler  has  select- 
ed, from  all  the  various  sources  accessible  to  him,  four 
hundred  and  fifteen  hymns,  thus  exceeding  by  a  few  the 
number  to  which  it  was  deemed  expedient  to  restrict  the 
Collection,  independent  of  the  Ascriptions,  Subjects  of 
Anthems,  Sacred  Airs,  &c.  Such  hymns  of  the  former" 
Collection  are  retained  as  were  thought  most  worthy  of  a 
place  in  the  new  one,  designated  by  the  mark,  O.  Col. 

The  volume  will  b"e  found  to  contain  the  most  choice, 
it  is  believed,  of  the  hymns  in  the  several  Collections 
used  in  our  churches,  together  with  many  others  equally 
choice,  to  be  found  in  no  other  Collection  in  this  country, 

several  that  have  never  before  appeared  in  the  form  of 

hymns  for  public  worship,  and  some  few  original  ones,  to 


IV  PREFACE. 

which  the  names  of  the  Compiler  and  of  one  or  two  of  his 
friends  are  appended. 

The  Compiler  is  responsible  for  a  number  of  changes, 
that  will  be  found  in  several  hymns,  of  lines  that  were 
false  in  quantity,  or  that  expressed  the  sense  obscurely, 
or  in  bad  taste,  —  of  imperfect  rhymes,  —  of  transposition 
of  stanzas,  —  and,  in  a  very  few  instances,  of  the  ideas  of 
the  author,  expressing  the  doctrinal  peculiarities  of  a  sect. 
In  justification  of  these  changes  the  Compiler  pleads  the 
example  of  all  who  have  preceded  him  in  similar  works  ; 
a  practice  that  has  become  so  common,  that,  whether  right 
or  not,  it  is  assumed  as  a  conceded  privilege  by  every 
successive  compiler.  The  number  of  the  stanzas  has  been 
abridged  in  many  of  the  hymns,  whenever  it  could  be  done 
without  marring  the  main  purport,  and  natural  sequence 
of  ideas,  that  they  might  not  be  too  long  to  be  sung  entire 
without  wearying  alike  the  choir  and  the  congregation. 

Whether  this  Collection  be  found  acceptable  to  other 
congregations  than  that  with  which  the  Compiler  is  im- 
mediately connected,  or  not,  he  will  be  amply  rewarded 
for  the  labor  he  has  bestowed  upon  the  work,  if  it  shall 
meet  the  reasonable  expectations  of  those  at  whose  re- 
quest and  for  whose  use  especially  it  has  been  prepared. 
And  if  it  shall  serve  to  awaken,  animate,  and  foster  in 
their  breasts  the  devout  emotions  and  affections  expressed 
on  its  pages,  in  the  house  of  God,  in  the  family,  and  the 
closet,  and  shall  remain  as  cherished  if  not  as  lasting  a 
memorial  of  the  Compiler  in  the  hearts  of  his  charge,  till 
it  is  superseded  by  a  better  substitute,  as  that  which  it 
supersedes  has  been  of  his  predecessor,  he  will  regard  the 
confidence  which  assigned  to  him  #ie  office  he  has  per- 
formed as  one  of  the  most  gratifying  of  the  numberless 
proofs  of  their  generous  and  candid  estimate  of  his  humble 
but  sincere  endeavours  to  serve  them  during  a  happy  min- 
istry of  more  than  twenty  years. 

James  Flint, 

Salem,  January  20,  1843. 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


A  charge  to  keep  I  have 255 

Adore  my  soul  that  awful  name 335 

Afflicted  saint  to  God  draw  near 94 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 4 

A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 146 

Ah  wretched  souls  who  still  remain 256 

All-glorious  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth 403 

All-powerful  self-existent  God 47 

All-seeing  God  't  is  thine  to  know       275 

All  that  in  this  wide  world  we  see 55 

Almighty  Author  of  our  frame 22 

Almighty  God  in  humble  prayer 121 

Almighty  God  thy  wondrous  works 45 

Almighty  Maker  God 411 

And  art  thou  with  us  gracious  Lord 84 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love 207 

Angel  of  Charity  who  from  above 405 

Another  day  its  course  hath  run 372 

Another  six  days7  work  is  done 1 

As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled 270 

As  changeful  as  the  moon 303 

As  Christ  hath  done  so  would  we  do 205 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays 227 

Assist  us  Lord  to  act  to  be 254 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks 120 

As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the  morn 391 

As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 333 

Author  of  good  to  thee  we  come 37 

A  voice  upon  the  midnight  air 188 

Awake  my  soul  awake  my  tongue 63 

Awake  my  soul  lift  up  thine  eyes 253 

Awake  my  soul  stretch  every  nerve 252 

a* 


VI  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.         * 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 409 

Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 23 

Begin  my  soul  the  exalted  lay 412 

Behold  the  amazing  sight 191 

Behold  the  beauteous  western  light 332 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive 186 

Behold  the  man  how  glorious  he 182 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace 170 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross 190 

Behold  the  sun  how  bright 147 

Behold  where  breathing  love  divine 203 

Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form 204 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 330 

Benignant  Saviour 'twas  not  thine 280 

Be  ours  man's  highest  wisdom  here 261 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 122 

Beyond  expression  blest  is  he 222 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 263 

Blest  be  the  everlasting  God - 196 

Blest  hour  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet 360 

Blest  is  the  tie  that  binds 282 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led 165 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 251 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 164 

Children  of  the  Heavenly  King 39 

Come  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 175 

Come  thou  Almighty  King 40 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 19 

Come  unto  me  all  ye  who  mourn 174 

Creator  Spirit  Source  of  light 30 

Dark  dark  indeed  the  grave  would  be 213 

Death  calls  our  friends  our  neighbours  hence 329 

Despised  is  the  man  of  grief 192 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime 48 

Eternal  God  Almighty  Cause 41 

Eternal  God  enthroned  on  high 337 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  V1L 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light 15 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought 11 

Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light   . 13 

Far  from  the  world  O  Lord  I  flee 244 

Father  adored  in  worlds  above 33 

Father  Divine  before  thy  view 73 

Father  of  all  in  every  age 415 

Father  of  eternal  love 265 

Father  of  light  conduct  our  feet 262 

Father  of  lights  we  sing  thy  name 74 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind 129 

Father  of  men  who  can  complain 86 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word 150 

Father  of  mercies  send  thy  grace 279 

Father  refuge  of  my  soul 112 

Father  supply  our  every  need 125 

Father  thy  mercies  never  fail     .     .     .     .   ' 365 

Father  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 70 

Food  raiment  dwelling  health  and  friends 307 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 228 

Forth  in  thy  name  O  Lord  I  go 239 

Fountain  of  being  God  of  love 98 

Fountain  of  light  and  living  breath 240 

Fountain  of  mercy  God  of  love 377 

Fountain  of  uncreated  light 414 

Freemen  we  our  chartered  rights 399 

From  north  and  south  from  east  and  west •  .     .  212 

Giver  of  all  good  gifts  to  man 406 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise 75 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 306 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 151 

God  in  the  high  and  holy  place 71 

God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise 26 

God  is  love  his  mercy  brightens 69 

God  is  our  Saviour  and  defence 77 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way &.     ....  78 

God  of  eternity  from  thee 328 


Vlll  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

God  of  mercy  God  of  love 223 

God  of  my  life  through  all  its  days 35 

God  of  my  life  whose  gracious  power 79 

God  of  our  fathers  by  whose  hand 123 

Go  suffering  habitant  of  earth 258 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 189 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime 388 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing 380 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame 49 

Great  God  as  seasons  disappear 376 

Great  God  how  endless  is  thy  love 3G8 

Great  God  how  infinite  art  thou 50 

Great  God  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 51 

Great  God  our  joyful  thanks  to  thee 304 

Great  God  thine  attributes  divine 60 

Great  God  this  sacred  day  of  thine 12 

Great  God  thy  peerless  excellence 266 

Great  God  to  thee  our  grateful  tongues 59 

Great  God  we  bow  before  thy  throne 397 

Great  God  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark 166 

Great  God  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 378 

Great  Lord  of  earth  and  seas  and  skies 89 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame 100 

Great  Source  of  life  our  souls  confess 81 

Green  pastures  and  clear  streams 176 

Guide  me  O  thou  great  Jehovah 309 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 214 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath-day 7 

Happy  is  he  whose  early  years 249 

Happy  the  children  of  the  Lord 153 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps 274 

Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 346 

Happy  the  souls  who  first  believed 209 

Happy  the  unrepining  poor 294 

Hark  the  glad  sound  the  Saviour  comes 167 

Hark  what  mean  those  holy  voices 163 

Heaven  is  a  state  of  rest  from  sin 348 

Heavenly  day  awaits  our  way 350 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  IX 

Here  gracious  God  do  thou  - 9 

Here  in  the  broken  bread 384 

Here  is  a  world  of  doubt •  113 

Here  Lord  when  at  thy  table  met 383 

Here  to  the  High  and  Holy  One 401 

Holy  as  thou  O  Lord  is  none 72 

Holy  holy  holy  Lord" 21 

Hosanna  Lord  thine  angels  cry 25 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  Light 197 

How  are  thy  servants  blest  O  Lord 392 

How  beautiful  their  feet 202 

How  beautiful  the  sight 284 

How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 296 

How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind 338 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 356 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 287 

How  gentle  God's  commands 82 

How  gracious  and  how  wise 83 

How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught 300 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  mind 298 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 231 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  Lord 8 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 144 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 154 

How  sweet  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 281 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound  .........  177 

How  welcome  thy  returning  beams 5 

I  cannot  shun  the  stroke  of  death 341 

If  God  succeed  not  all  the  cost 76 

If  in  a  temple  made  with  hands 10 

If  Providence  to  try  my  heart 80 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light 152 

In  all  thy  dealings  gracious  God 242 

In  costly  fane  the  pride  of  art 28 

In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness 169 

In  life's  gay  morn  when  sprightly  youth 248 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines     ...#....  396 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 362 


X  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

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la  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 193 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 250 

In  vain  our  erring  race  inquires 141 

I  praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen 334 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour 314 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 291 

It  is  the  one  true  Light 145 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within 105 

Jesus  and  can  it  ever  be 178 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 171 

Join  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord 157 

Joy  to  those  that  love  the  Lord 301 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak 62 

Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 217 

Let  party  strife  no  more 277 

Lo  God  is  here  let  us  adore 17 

Lone  traveller  in  the  vale  of  tears 351 

Look  up  to  heaven  the  industrious  sun 364 

Lord  banish  from  my  wayward  heart 110 

Lord  before  thy  presence  come 18 

Lord  bring  me  to  resign 241 

Lord  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 286 

Lord  have  mercy  and  remove  us 349 

Lord  have  mercy  when  we  pray 322 

Lord  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways 90 

Lord  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 297 

Lord  I  believe  a  rest  remains 138 

Lord  I  believe  thy  power  I  own 236 

Lord  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 155 

Lord  it  is  not  life  to  live 315 

Lord  of  the  harvest  God  of  grace 158 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  hear  our  vows 2 

Lord  of  the  winds  and  ocean's  swell 393 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 16 

Lord  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 229 

Lord  thou  art  good  all  nature  shows 61 

Lord  thou  didst  arise  and  sav 173 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  xi 

Lord  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through     .....  85 

Lord  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 103 

Lord  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name 87 

Lord  we  ask  an  evening  blessing 366 

Lord  we  sit  and  cry  to  thee 185 

Lord  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne 14 

Lord  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 395 

Love  divine  all  love  excelling 109 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 340 

Mark  the  soft-falling  snow 215 

Messiah  Lord  who  wont  to  dwell 172 

Messiah  now  is  gone  before 198 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 194 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 206 

My  Father's  house  on  high 345 

My  God  I  thank  thee  may  no  thought 93 

My  God  my  Father  blissful  name 289 

My  God  permit  me  not  to  be 243 

My  God  thy  boundless  love  I  praise 68 

My  gracious  God  I  own  thy  right 238 

My  soul  abjure  the  ungodly  throng 271 

My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies 220 

My  soul  shall  bless  thee  O  my  God 34 

Nature  a  temple  worthy  heaven 375 

Nor  eye  hath  seen  nor  ear  hath  heard 347 

Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep 359 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime 343 

Now  Lord  we  part  awhile 408 

Now  your  pleasant  labors  close 374 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 232 

O  bow  thine  ear  Eternal  One «...  400 

O  could  I  soar  to  worlds  above 324 

O  deem  not  they  are  blest  alone 321 

O'er  life's  pale  wrecks  in  loveliness 407 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 179 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 237 


Xll  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

O  God  accept  the  sacred  hour 385 

O  God  by  whom  the  seed  is  given 159 

O  God  from  thee  our  spirits  come 318 

O  God  I  thank  thee  that  the  night 371 

O  God  on  thee  we  all  depend 99 

O  God  our  Father  and  our  King 278 

O  God  our  Father  when  we  sink 413 

O  God  our  help  in  ages  past 310 

O  God  thy  pity  will  indulge 357 

O  God  to  thee  the  sinking  soul 320 

O  God  whose  presence  glows  in  all 402 

O  happy  souls  that  soar  on  high 299 

O  hear  me  Lord  to  thee  I  call         101 

O  help  us  Lord  each  hour  of  need 10i 

O  learn  of  me  the  Saviour  cried 292 

O  Lord.my  best  desires  fulfil '  130 

O  Lord  where'er  thy  people  meet 29 

One  prayer  I  have  all  prayers  in  one 132 

On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 370 

On  thy  church  O  Power  Divine 218 

O  sinner  bring  not  tears  alone 226 

O  Source  divine  and  life  of  all 143 

O  stay  thy  tears  for  they  are  blest 358 

O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee 115 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  our  ways 102 

O  Thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 116 

O  Thou  the  wretched's  sure  retreat 233 

O  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 43 

O  Thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 117 

O  thou  unknown  almighty  Cause 219 

O  Thou  who  dry'st  the  mourner's  tear 135 

O  Thou  who  hast  at  thy  command 127 

O  Thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides  ....  106 

O  timely  happy  timely  wise 363 

O  't  is  a  lovely  thing  to  see 272 

Our  blest  Redeemer  ere  he  breathed 199 

Our  Heavenly  Father  calls 385 

Our  Heavenly  Father  hear 97 

Our  joy  is  a  created  good • 137 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  Xlll 

Our  Maker  and  our  King 20 

O  what  a  happy  lovely  sight 283 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 342 

Patience  O  ;t  is  a  grace  divine 273 

Praise  to  God  immortal  praise 57 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 245 

Quiet  Lord  my  froward  heart 288 

Restore  O  Father  to  our  times  restore 210 

Return  my  soul  unto  thy  rest 230 

Pude  on  ride  on  in  majesty 183 

Rise  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wings 140 

Rise  Sun  of  glory  rise 404 

Safely  through  another  week      . 373 

Salt  of  the  earth  ye  virtuous  few 259 

See  how  he  loved  exclaimed  the  Jews 208 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 381 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 331 

Servant  of  God  well  done      . 389 

Shine  forth  Eternal  Source  of  light 118 

Shine  on  our  souls  Eternal  God 31 

Show  pity  Lord  O  Lord  forgive 225. 

Since  first  thy  word  awoke  my  heart 126 

Since  thou  the  everlasting  God 88 

Sleep  downy  sleep  come  close  my  eyes 367 

Sleep  sleep  to-day  tormenting  cares 3 

So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower 390 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 257 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 56 

Sons  of  men  behold  from  far 162 

Source  of  love  and  light  of  day 235 

Sovereign  of  earth  and  air  and  sea Ill 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies 361 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 260 

Spirit  leave  thy  house  of  clay 355 

Spirit  of  grace  and  health  and  power 32 

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XIV  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Spirit  of  peace  who  as  a  dove 285 

Spirit  of  truth  on  this  thy  day 200 

Supreme  Disposer  of  the  heart  .     ..." 311 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 246 

Teach  me  O  teach  me  Lord  thy  way 156 

Teach  us  O  God  our  King 128 

The  darkened  sky  how  thick  it  lowers 92 

The  fountain  in  its  source 124 

The  God  of  nature  and  of  grace 52 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 27 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory  Lord 216 

The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come 353 

The  Lord  descended  from  above 44 

The  Lord  is  just  he  made  the  chain   .     .     .     .- 267 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 66 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 65 

There  is  a  book  who  runs  may  read 53 

There  is  a  God  all  nature  speaks 42 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 344 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 211 

The  Saviour  comes  no  outward  pomp 168 

The  Saviour  what  a  noble  flame 184 

The  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste 326 

The  soul's  communion  with  its  God 142 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 46 

The  spirit  in  our  hearts 201 

The  swift-declining  day 327 

The  swift  not  always  in  the  race 131 

The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 269 

The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 224 

This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee 382 

Thou  art  O  God  the  life  and  light 54 

Though  sorrows  rise  and  dangers  roll 316 

Thou  God  so  rulest  such  the  plan 312 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God  whose  height 108 

Thou  Lord  through  every  changing  scene 308 

Thou  Lord  who  rear'st  the  mountains'  height 95 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 36 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XV 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scenes 67 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path 352 

Thy  gracious  aid  great  God  impart 160 

Thy  people  Lord  have  ever  found 91 

Thy  way  is  on  the  deep  O  Lord 317 

Times  without  number  have  I  prayed 234 

T'  is  gone  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze 369 

To-morrow  Lord  is  thine 325 

To  thee  my  God  my  days  are  known 139 

To  thee  O  God  we  homage  pay 181 

To  thee  O  Lord  with  humble  fear 96 

Truly  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet 247 

7T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord .'    .     .  148 

Wait  on  the  Lord  ye  heirs  of  hope 302 

We  bless  the  God  whose  bounteous  love 58 

We  would  not  seek  with  God  our  Friend 305 

What  is  the  chaff  the  word  of  man 161 

What  works  of  wisdom  power  and  love 187 

When  all  thy  mercies  O  my  God 64 

When  anguish  bows  me  down  I  turn 319 

When  Christ  for  his  disciples  prayed 387 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind 136 

When  floods  of  grief  assail  the  mind 134 

When  human  hopes  and  joys  depart 313 

When  Israel  of  the  Lord  beloved 107 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed 149 

When  life  as  opening  buds  is  sweet 336 

When  ioud  the  midnight  tempest  roaring 394 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 133 

When  power  divine  in  mortal  form 180 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 339 

When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame 323 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 6 

Wherefore  should  man  frail  child  of  clay 293 

Wherewith  shall  I  approach  the  Lord 24 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around 398 

While  thee  I  seek  protecting  Power 38 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 379 


XVI  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Whoe'er  with  humble  fear 290 

Whom  have  we  Lord  in  heaven  but  thee 119 

Who  shall  behold  the  King  of  kings 264 

Who  shall  to  thy  chosen  seat 268 

With  God  my  Friend  the  radiant  sun 114 

With  mines  of  wealth  are  sinners  poor 295 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 410 

Ye  faithful  souls  who  Jesus  know 195 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven  farewell 354 

Yes  prayer  is  strong  and  God  is  good 221 

Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 276 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


I.  Commencement  of  Public  Worship,  A.  M. 

AND  P.  M. 

The  Christian  Sabbath,  1  to  7, 12.  Blessedness  of  the  devout,  8. 
Worship,  a  blessing  sought  on,  9  —  around  God's  altar,  10  —  public, 
13  —  sincerity  in,  14,  26  —  engagedness  in,  18  —  acceptable,  24  — 
pure,  in  earth  and  heaven,  25  —  in  spirit,  29.  House  of  God,  17 — 
longing  for,  16  —  invitation  to,  19.  God  the  Father  of  our  spirits, 
11  —  exalted  above  all  praise,  23  —  defence  of  the  just,  36  —  his 
blessing  implored,  37  —  life  dedicated  to,  31  —  everywhere  with 
the  true  worshipper,  27,  28.  Prayer  for  divine  guidance,  15.  Di- 
vine Spirit  implored,  30.  Praise  and  thanksgiving  to  God,  20  to 
22  —  in  every  scene,  34  —  through  all  our  existence,  35.  Habitu- 
al devotion,  38.  God's  grace  implored,  32.  Lord's  Prayer,  33. 
Pilgrim's  song,  39.     Solemn  invocation,  40. 

II.  God,  —  his  Perfections  and  Providence 

CELEBRATED. 

Only  true  God,  41.  His  greatness  and  majesty,  43,  44.  In- 
comprehensible, 51  —  in  his  works  and  ways,  45.  His  eternity, 
48,  50.  Immutability,  47,  49.  Declared  by  the  voice  of  nature, 
42.  The  heavens  declare  his  glory,  46.  His  glory  in  creation, 
52,54.  His  works  the  elder  Scripture,  53  —  his  wisdom  in,  56. 
The  world  full  of  him,  55.  His  goodness  to  all  creatures,  58  — 
universal,  61  —  earth  full  of,  71.  Thanks  for  his  bounties,  57. 
Our  constant  benefactor,  59.  Confidence  in  him,  60  —  through  all 
changes,  73  —  in  troubles,  88.  Kind  and  merciful,  62.  His  mer- 
cies constant,  63,  64.  Our  shepherd,  65;  66.  His  paternal  provi- 
dence, 67.  His  love  in  his  works  and  word,  68.  His  loving-kind- 
ness, 70.  He  is  love,  69.  His  holiness,  72.  His  bounties  im- 
proved, 74.     His  mercies  in  creation  and  redemption,  75.     His 


XVlll  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

blessing  needful  in  all  things,  76.  Our  refuge,  77.  Mysteries  of 
his  providence,  78.  Our  deliverer,  81.  His  deliverances  acknowl- 
edged, 79.  Just,  wise,  and  merciful  in  afflictions,  80,  83.  His 
care  a  remedy  for  ours,  82.  Omnipresent,  85.  His  presence  and 
help,  84.  The  support  of  frail  man,  87.  Equity  of  his  dispensa- 
tions, 86.  Dependence  on,  and  resignation  to  him,  89.  Submis- 
sion to  his  all-wise  decrees,  90  —  under  affliction,  91.  Weeping 
seed-time,  joyful  harvest,  92.  Trust  in  his  goodness,  93.  As  thy 
day,  so  thy  strength,  94.  Faith  sees  God  in  small  as  in  great 
things,  95.     His  glories  celebrated,  96. 

III.     Devout  Aspirations  and  Affections. 

Lord's  prayer,  97.  Devout  affection,  98.  Confidence  in  God, 
our  Father,  99.  God's  mercy  tempers  affliction,  100.  Prayer 
to  the  Searcher  of  hearts,  101  —  for  divine  guidance,  102,  103, 
123  —  for  divine  help,  104  —  for  influences  of  the  Spirit,  105  — 
for  divine  light,  106  —  for  knowledge  of  God,  118  —  for  constant 
presence  of  God,  107  —  for  the  bread  of  life,  111,  125  —  for  guar- 
dianship and  guidance,  117  —  for  the  Christian  temper,  110  —  for 
the  coming  of  God's  kingdom  in  the  heart,  129  —  to  be  made  per- 
fect in  love,  115 — to  be  filled  with  divine  love,  109.  Seeking 
after  God,  108.  The  soul  panting  for  God,  113,  120.  Solomon's 
prayer  for  wisdom,  121.  God  our  only  refuge,  112.  Lord,  remem- 
ber me,  116.  Resignation,  132  —  habitual,  114.  Submission  to 
the  divine  disposal,  130.  Folly  of  self-dependence,  131.  God  our 
portion,  119,  141.  Choosing  the  better  part,  122.  The  water  of 
life,  124.  Living  for  God,  and  to  his  glory,  126  to  128.  Hope, 
comfort,  and  consolation  in  trouble,  133  to  135.  Self-reproach  for 
weakness  of  faith  in  trouble,  136.  Seeking  true  joys,  137.  The 
saint's  rest,  138.  Days  of  the  upright  known  to  God,  139.  The 
soul  aspiring  to  heaven,  140.  Communion  with  God,  142.  His 
love,  presence,  and  truth  in  all  things,  143. 

IV.     The  Scriptures. 

The  Bible,  145.  Light  and  glory  of  the  word,  146.  Light  of 
nature  and  the  gospel,  147.  Prophecy  and  inspiration,  148.  The 
Scriptures,  their  value,  144 —  our  light  and  guide,  149  —  their  ex- 
cellence, 150, 151  —  searching  them,  152  —  instruction  from  them, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  XIX 

154.  The  word  of  God  our  portion,  155  —  study  of,  153  —  praise 
for,  157.  Seed  of  the  word,  158,  159.  Prayer  for  a  blessing  on  it, 
160.    Heavenly  bread,  161.    Desire  of  instruction,  156. 

V.     Christ  and  Christianity. 

The  day-spring,  162,  166.  Heavenly  heralds  of  peace,  163. 
Christmas  hymn,  164.  The  guiding  star,  165.  Coming  of  Christ, 
167.  His  sufferings  foreshown,  168.  His  baptism  and  inspiration, 
169.  The  light  of  the  world,  170.  His  kingdom  among  the  Gen- 
tiles, 171.  The  holy  guest,  172.  Winds  and  seas  obey  him,  173, 
180.  His  invitations,  174,  175.  The  good  shepherd,  176.  Jesus 
teaching,  177.  Not  ashamed  of  him,  178.  His  poverty  our  rich- 
es, 179.  The  sun  of  righteousness,  181.  His  entrance  into  Jeru- 
salem, 183.  Hasting  to  suffer,  184.  His  arraignment,  182.  Light 
implored  from  him,  185.  God's  miracles  by  him,  186,  187.  We 
are  healed  by  his  stripes,  188.  Our  example  in  suffering,  189. 
His  cross,  191  to  193.  Redemption  by  it,  190.  Resurrection  of 
Christ,  194  —  our  hope  of  heaven,  196  —  and  ascension,  197.  Ris- 
ing with  Christ,  195.  Our  life  hid  with  Christ  in  God,  198.  The 
Holy  Spirit,  the  Comforter,  199  —  its  effusion,  200.  Gospel  invi- 
tations, 201.  Voice  of  glad  tidings,  202.  Christ's  precepts  of  love, 
203.  His  example,  204  to  207.  His  love,  208.  All  nations  blessed 
in  him,  214.  Primitive  church,  209.  Christian  unity,  210.  Com- 
munion of  saints,  211.  Final  acceptance  of  all  the  righteous,  212. 
The  gospel,  light  of  on  the  tomb,  213  —  fruitful  showers  emblems 
of,  215  —  excellence  and  final  success  of,  216.  The  church,  its 
safety  and  triumph,  217  —  its  future  glory,  218. 

VI.     Human  Duty  and  the  Christian  Mind. 

Sins  confessed  and  mourned,  223.  The  penitent  pleading  for 
mercy  and  pardon,  219,  225.  Vain  repentance,  234.  The  true 
penitent,  226.  Blessedness  of  true  penitence,  222.  Efficacy  of 
repentance,  221.  God's  mercy  to  the  penitent,  233.  Forgiveness 
of  sins  on  confession,  232.  Inconstancy  lamented,  224.  The 
waverer's  prayer,  235.  Prayer  for  grace,  220  —  for  increase  of 
faith,  236.  Desire  of  self-consecration,  227.  Seeking  refuge,  228. 
Preparation  of  the  heart,  229.  The  soul  returning  to  God,  230. 
Salvation  only  in  God,  231.     Walking  with  God,  237  —  service  of, 


XX  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

238  —  self-dedication  to,  239  to  241.  Resignation  to  the  divine 
will,  242.  Religious  retirement  and  meditation,  2437  244.  Prayer, 
what;  245  —  secret,  246.  Early  religion,  247  to  251.  Christian 
race,  252  —  warfare,  253.  Wisdom  and  virtue  sought  from  God, 
254.  Watching,  prayer,  and  perseverance,  255.  Christian  reso- 
lution, 256.  Holiness  essential  to  Christian  character,  257.  Chris- 
tian pilgrimage  and  warfare,  258.  Christians,  salt  of  the  earth,  259. 
Sowing  seed  of  the  word,  260.  True  wisdom, 261,  262.  The  pure 
in  heart,  263,  264.  Holiness  of  life,  265.  Imitation  of  God,  266. 
The  just  man,  267.  Citizen  of  Zion,  268.  Forms  without  virtue 
vain,  269.  Faith  and  works,  270.  Integrity,  271.  Prudence,  272. 
Patience,  273,  302.  Moderation,  274.  Charitable  judgment,  275. 
Zeal,  true  and  false,  276.  Christian  unity,  277.  Brotherly  love, 
278,  281.  Kind  affections,  279.  Compassion  for  the  sinful,  280. 
Bond  of  love,  282.  Domestic  love,  283.  Peace  and  love,  284, 285. 
Christians  one  with  Christ  and  God,  286.  Christian  friendship, 
287.  Docility  and  trust,  288.  Filial  trust,  289.  God,  guide  of  the 
humble,  290.  Humility  and  submission,  291.  Meekness  and  hu- 
mility, 292,  293.  The  Beatitudes,  294.  Heavenly  treasures,  295. 
Happiness  of  a  holy  life,  296,  300  —  of  a  good  conscience,  297  — 
of  a  real  Christian,  298, 299.    Devout  joy,  301. 

VII.     The  Human  Lot,  Mortal  and  Immortal. 

The  allotments  of  life  divine,  303.  Thanks  for  all  things,  304. 
Anxiety  reproved,  305.  Encouragement,  306.  God,  our  portion, 
307  — our  refuge,  308.  Pilgrim's  prayer,  309.  Man  frail,  God 
eternal,  310.  Perpetuity  of  love,  311.  Life's  ills  issuing  in  good, 
312.  Solace  of  faith,  313.  God  our  Father,  314.  The  supreme 
good,  315.  Trust  in  God,  though  he  slay,  316,  317.  God  gives 
and  takes  away,  318.  Peace  of  God  in  affliction,  319.  Benefit  of 
affliction,  320, 321.  Prayer  for  mercy  in  spiritual  need,  322.  Com- 
fort in  sickness  and  death,  323.  Aged  Christian  longing  for  heav- 
en, 324.  Uncertainty  of  life,  325 — timely  improvement  of,  326, 
327.  Redeeming  time,  328.  Death  appointed  to  all,  329  —  thought 
on,  336  —  prayer  for  support  in,  340  —  fear  of  overcome,  341  — 
prospect  of  heaven,  support  in,  344  —  rest  in,  for  weary  and  af- 
flicted, 351.  Warnings  of  death  and  immortality,  330.  Autumn 
warnings,  331.  Autumn  evening,  332.  Changes  of  nature  types 
of  immortality,  333.     Visible  world  shadow  of  the  invisible,  334. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  XXI 

The  soul  called  to  immortality,  335.  Aged  Christian's  consolation 
and  happiness,  337,  338.  Looking  forward  to  judgment,  339.  Is- 
sues of  life  and  death,  342.  View  of  futurity,  343  —  of  the  home 
in  heaven,  545.  The  Christian's  prospect,  346.  Heaven  invisible 
and  holy,  347  —  preparation  for,  348  —  welcome  only  to  the  pre- 
pared, 349.  The  heavenly  way,  350.  Death,  355.  Journeying 
through  death  to  life,  352.  Prayer  of  dying  Christian,  353.  Chris- 
tian's farewell,  354.  Righteous  blessed  in  death,  356.  Funeral 
hymn,  357.  Blessed  who  die  in  the  Lord,  358.  Mourner's 
thoughts  of  heaven,  359.    Reunion  of  virtuous  friends,  360. 

VIII.     Occasions  Public  and  Private. 

Our  times  in  God's  hand,  361.  Morning  hymns,  362,  363  —  for 
a  child,  371.  Noon-day,  364.  Evening,  365  to  367, 369,  370  —  for 
a  child,  372.  Evening  or  morning,  368.  Saturday  evening,  373. 
Sunday  evening,  374.  The  seasons,  375.  Harvest,  376.  Seed- 
time and  harvest,  377.  New  year,  378,  379.  Close  of  year  or  day, 
380.  For  baptism,  381,  382.  Lord's  supper,  383  to  387.  Death 
of  the  faithful  in  mid-life,  388  —  of  an  aged  minister,  389  —  of  a 
child,  390, 391.  Traveller's  hymn,  392.  Prayer  for  friends  at  sea, 
393.  Christian  mariner,  394.  Prayer  for  our  country,  395.  Re- 
membrance of  our  fathers,  396.  Praise  for  national  blessings, 
397.  Evils  of  war  deprecated,  398.  Hymn  for  American  inde- 
pendence, 399  —  for  dedication  of  a  church,  400  —  on  leaving  an 
ancient  church,  401  —  for  ordination,  402  —  for  a  new  society,  403. 
Missionary  hymn,  404.  For  a  charitable  occasion,  405.  For  re- 
formed inebriates,  406.  For  burial  in  a  rural  cemetery,  407.  Part- 
ing to  meet  again,  408. 

IX.  General  Worship,  Thanksgiving,  and  Praise. 

Praise  to  our  Creator,  409.  Worship  from  all  the  earth,  410. 
Nature's  praise  to  God,  411.  Invocation  to  universal  praise,  412. 
Prayer  for  guidance  in  all  conditions,  413.  God  is  light,  414. 
Universal  prayer,  415. 

X.  Close  of  Worship,  Ascriptions,  and  Sacred 

Airs. 


INTRODUCTORY  ANTHEMS. 


I.  MOTET.  From  the  German. 

Welcome,  thou  Day  of  the  Lord ! 

1  While  this  da}'  its  light  is  shedding, 
Worldly  thoughts  and  cares  forbidding, 
Let  us  give  our  souls  to  rest  ; 

Let  us  now,  in  supplication, 
Look  to  Him  whose  great  salvation 
All  the  world  has  freely  blest. 
Welcome,  O  welcome,  thou  day  of  the  Lord  ! 

2  God  above  !  we  bow  before  thee, 
Humbly  would  we  now  adore  thee  ; 
Glad  we  '11  haste  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
Glad  we  '11  join  those  holy  praises, 
Zion's  temple  ever  raises 

High  to  thee,  so  good  and  great. 
Welcome,  O  welcome,  thou  day  of  the  Lord  ! 

II.  Sentence. 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple  ;  let  all  the 
earth  keep  silence  before  him. 

III.  Sentence. 

And  ye  shall  seek  me  and  find  me, 
When  ye  shall  search  for  me  with  all  your  heart, 
Saith  the  Lord. 

IV.  Sentence. 

I  will  arise  and  go  to  my  Father,  and  will  say 
unto  him,  "  Father  !  I  have  sinned  against  Hea- 
ven and  before  thee,  and  am  no  more  worthy  to 
be  called  thy  son." 


HYMNS. 


COMMENCEMENT    OF    PUBLIC   WORSHIP,    MORNING 
AND   AFTERNOON. 


1.  JL.  lVl.  Stennett. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies  ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 

Our  Sabbaths  thus  we  love  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 
1 


2,  3.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

2i,  Li.   IVI.  Doddridge. 

The  eternal  Rest. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows. 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house  ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs  which  from  thy  temple  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire 
With  ardent  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 

No  cares,  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  radiant,  calm,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 

Our  souls,  released  from  toil  and  sin, 
Shall  quit  with  joy  this  weary  road, 
Nor  shrink  from  death  to  rest  with  God. 

3.  O.  1V1.  Barbauld. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1   Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 
Of  earth  and  folly  born  ! 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 


4. 


2  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control  ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  sabbath  of  the  soul. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  for  ever,  guilty  thoughts  ! 

Let  fires  of  vengeance  die  ; 
And,  purged  from  sin,  may  we  behold 
A  God  of  purity. 


4.  O.  JV1.  Barbauld. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 


5.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

5.  L.  M.  Hancox. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  How  welcome  thy  returning  beams, 
Thou  fairest  morn  of  all  the  seven  ! 
Those  wake  to  toil  and  earthly  schemes  ; 
Thou  to  repose  and  thoughts  of  heaven. 

2  The  six  days'  noise  and  rage  are  o'er  ; 
Appeased  the  tumult  and  the  strife  ; 
Now  may  the  spirit  freely  soar, 

No  longer  chained  to  cares  of  life. 

3  We  joyful  join  the  grateful  throng, 
And  pay  to  God  our  early  vow, 
Repeat  his  praise  in  cheerful  song, 
And  at  his  footstool  humbly  bow. 

4  He  hath  revealed  a  blest  abode, 
In  gospel  lines  divinely  fair  ; 
Come,  let  us  seek  the  heavenly  road, 
That  we  may  not  be  strangers  there. 

5  Nor  with  the  Sabbath's  parting  ray 
Let  us  our  pious  zeal  conclude  ; 

But  strive  to  know,  each  passing  day, 
Some  strengthened  grace,  or  sin  subdued. 

6  Then  we  may  trust  our  Father's  love, 
That,  when  we  've  passed  these  days  of  care, 
Trained  for  his  blissful  courts  above, 

An  endless  Sabbath  we  shall  share. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  6,  7. 

6.  U.  M.  Edmeston. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
And  brings  —  the  veil  of  night  withdrawn  — 
The  Sabbath's  cheering  light  ! 

3  Sweet  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease  ; 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  sabbath  o'er  my  soul  ! 

4  Soon  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  ! 

7.  fe.    JM.  BULFINCH. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath-day  ! 
The  day  divinely  given, 

When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven  ! 

2  ,  Lord  !  in  this  sacred  hour, 

Within  thy  courts  we  bend  ; 
We  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 
1  * 


8.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

3  Bat  thou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod  ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 
Of  yon  unmeasured  sky  ; 

Thy  Sabbath  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

8.  C.  M.  Milton. 

The  Blessedness  of  the  Devout.     Ps.  84. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 

From  noise  and  trouble  free  ! 
How  beautiful  the  sweet  accord 
Of  souls  that  pray  to  thee  ! 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high  ! 

They  are  the  truly  blest, 
Who  only  will  on  thee  rely, 
In  thee  alone  will  rest. 

3  They  pass,  refreshed,  the  thirsty  vale, 

The  dry  and  barren  ground, 
As  through  a  fruitful,  watery  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God,  at  length, 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God,  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield, 

Gives  grace  and  glory  bright  ; 
No  good  from  them  shall  be  withheld 
Whose  ways  are  just  and  right. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  9,  10. 

9.  H.  M.  Breviary. 
A  Blessing  sought  on  Worship. 

1  Here,  gracious  God  !  do  thou 
For  evermore  draw  nigh  ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 
And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh  ; 

In  copious  shower, 
On  all  who  pray, 
This  holy  day, 
Thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  may  we  find  from  heaven 
The  grace  which  we  implore  ; 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given, 
Be  with  us  evermore  ; 

Until  that  day 
When  all  the  blest 
To  endless  rest 
Are  called  away. 

10.  L.  M.  Lamport. 

"  /  rcill  go  to  the  altar  of  God"     Ps.  43. 

If,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 
God  speaketh  still  bis  high  commands  ; 
Let  us  to  that  blest  place  repair, 
That  we  may  learn  our  duty  there. 

If,  in  the  ailments  of  the  soul, 
There  be  a  power  that  makes  it  whole  ; 
Let  us  to  that  pure  fount  apply, 
Lest  the  neglected  spirit  die. 


11.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

3  If  there  be  still  a  sacrifice 

That  may  to  God  with  favor  rise  ; 
Let  us  present  a  contrite  heart, 
Ere  from  this  temple  we  depart. 

4  If,  in  the  dread  of  death's  dark  hour, 
The  word  of  life  hath  soothing  power  ; 
To  hear  that  word  O  let  us  haste, 
Ere  yet  the  pains  of  death  we  taste  ! 

5  Where  God  would  have  the  oblation  made, 
There  be  the  willing  tribute  paid, 

Till  to  his  name  we  consecrate 
The  worship  of  an  endless  state. 

11.  E.   IV1.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

God  the  Father  of  our  Spirits. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought  ! 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot, 

While  thee,  great  Parent  Mind,  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

2  While  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 
Of  thee  some  faint,  reflected  ray, 
They,  wondering,  to  their  Father  rise  ; 

His  power,  how  vast  !  his  thoughts,  how  wise 

3  O  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  obedient  children  of  thy  grace, 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love  ! 

4  Call  us  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  can  draw  us  thence  ; 
We  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  12,  13. 

12.  L.   M.    6   1.  Mrs.  Steele.    O.  Col. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  Great  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  our  souls'  collected  powers  ; 
May  we  employ  in  work  divine 
These  solemn,  these  devoted  hours  ; 
O  may  our  souls,  adoring,  own 

The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne  ! 

2  The  word  of  life,  dispensed  to-day, 
Invites  us  to  a  heavenly  feast  ; 
May  every  ear  the  call  obey  ; 

Be  every  heart  an  humble  guest  ; 
Let  all  draw  near,  and,  tasting,  prove 
The  sweetness  of  thy  boundless  love. 

3  Thy  truth's  most  powerful  aid  impart  ; 
O  may  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart  ! 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls,  adoring,  own 
The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

13.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

Public   Worship. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light  ! 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call  ; 
Lord  !   we  are  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
But  thou,  to  us,  art  all  in  all. 

2  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 
Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see  ; 
O  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 

By  one  great  tie,  the  love  of  thee  ! 


14.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

3  Here,  at  the  portal  of  thy  house, 
We  leave  our  mortal  hopes  and  fears  ; 
Accept  our  prayer,  and  bless  our  vows, 
And  dry  our  penitential  tears. 

4  So  shall  our  suns  of  hope  arise, 
With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray  ; 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 
With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 

14.  0.  M.  Anonymous. 

Sincerity  in  Worship. 

1  Lord  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  shun  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits  pitying  see, 

And  penitence  impart  ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 

3  When  our  responsive  tongues  essay 

Their  grateful  songs  to  raise, 
Grant  that  our  souls  may  join  the  lay, 
And  rise  to  thee  in  praise. 

4  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign, 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

5  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies  ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  't  is  goodness  still 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  15,  16. 

15.  C.  M.  Cappe's  Sel. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light ! 

Supremely  good  and  wise  ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 

To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays, 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

Conduct  us  safely  by  thy  grace 
Through  life's  perplexing  road  ; 

And  place  us,  when  that  journey  's  o'er, 
In  heaven,  thy  blest  abode. 

16.  H.  M.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God.     Ps.  84. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above  ! 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 

To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 


17.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

They  praise  thee  still  ; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill  ! 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength. 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears  ; 

O  glorious  seat, 

When  God,  our  King, 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet  ! 

17.  Lj.    1V1.       Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

The  House  of  God. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  him,  day  and  night, 
United  choirs  of  angels  sing  ; 

To  himj  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 
Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  18,  19 

18.  7S.  M.  J.Taylor, 
Engagedness  in  Devotion. 

1  Lord  !  before  thy  presence  come, 
Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear  ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home  ; 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 
Come  not  where  devotion  kneels  ; 

Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house 
We  resign  our  earth-born  cares  ; 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

19.  S.   M.  E.  Taylor. 
Invitation  to  the  House  of  God. 

1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer  ! 
O  thou  afflicted,  come  ! 

The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there, 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 
Ye  who  are  happy  now  ! 

In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise. 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come  ! 
For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 

Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 
2 


20.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

4  Ye  young  !  before  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 
In  mercy  looks  on  all  ; 

Who  see'st  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call  ! — 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 
Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 

Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

20.  S.  M.  Steele.    O.  Col. 

Praise  and  Thanksgiving. 

1  Our  Maker  and  our  King  ! 
To  thee  our  all  we  owe  ; 

Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind, 
Our  hearts  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creatures  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  we  live  ; 

Great  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  life  can  give. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

Our  souls  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  our  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  our  days  be  thine  ! 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP.  21,  22. 

21.  7S.  M.  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

Praise  and  Thanksgiving. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail  ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  hymns  to  hear  ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay,. 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 
And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 

4  Then  no  tongue  shall  silent  be, 
All  shall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That,  through  heaven's  all-spacious  round, 
Songs  of  praise  may  ever  sound. 

5  Lord  !  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 

22.  L.  M.  Steele.    O.  Col. 

Humble  Praise  to  God. 

1   Almighty  Author  of  our  frame  ! 
To  thee  our  vital  powers  belong  ; 
Thy  praise  —  delightful,  glorious  theme  !  — 
Demands  our  heart,  our  life,  our  tongue. 


23.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

2  Our  hearts,  our  lives,  our  tongues  are  thine  ; 

0  be  thy  praise  their  blest  employ  ! 
And  let  our  songs  with  angels'  join, 
Nor  sacred  awe  forbid  the  joy. 

3  Thy  glories  the  seraphic  lyre. 

On  all  its  strings,  attempts  in  vain  ; 
Then  how  shall  mortals  dare  aspire, 
In  thought,  to  try  the  unequal  strain  ? 

4  Yet  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  skies 
To  mortals  bends  a  gracious  ear  ; 
Nor  the  mean  tribute  will  despise, 
When  offered  with  a  heart  sincere. 

5  Great  God  !  accept  the  humble  praise, 
Inspire  our  heart,  inspire  our  tongue, 
While  to  thy  name  we  trembling  raise 
The  grateful,  though  unworthy,  song. 

23.  C.  M.  Jervis.     O.  Col. 

God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 

1  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  Eternal  King  ; 

To  him  present  the  solemn  vow, 

And  hymns  of  praises  sing. 

2  How  weak,  great  God,  our  noblest  songs 

To  magnify  thy  ways  ! 
Nor  human  nor  angelic  tongues 
Can  show  forth  all  thy  praise. 

3  Yet  be  it  now  our  chief  delight 

Our  feeble  notes  to  join, 

Until  with  angels  we  unite 

In  anthems  more  divine. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  24. 

4  Lord  !  teach  our  hearts  aright  to  .pray, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  offering  we  bring. 


24.  C.  M.         Browne.    O.  Col. 

Acceptable  Worship. 

1  Wherewith  shall  I  approach  the  Lord, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
O  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  my  guilt  atone  ? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend  ? 
Will  these  my  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  my  God  my  friend  ? 

3  O  no,  my  soul  !   't  were  fruitless  all  ; 

Such  offerings  are  vain  ; 
No  fatlings  from  the  field  or  stall 
His  favor  can  obtain. 

4  To  men  their  rights  I  must  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give  ; 
To  God  with  humble  reverence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 

5  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere, 

He  never  will  despise  ; 
And  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
To  costly  sacrifice. 


2* 


25,  26.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

25.       L.  M.       heber. 

Pure  Worship  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven. 

1  Hosanna  !  Lord,  thine  angels  cry  ; 
Hosanna  !  Lord,  we  here  reply  ; 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around, 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 

2  O  Father  !  with  protecting  care 
Meet  us  in  this  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
Assembled  in  Messiah's  name, 

Thy  promised  blessing  here  we  claim. 

3  But,  chief,  within  our  willing  breast, 
O  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  rest, 

And  make  each  soul,  as  it  should  be, 
A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee  ! 

4  So,  when  to  earth  we  bid  farewell, 
And  wake  with  angel  hosts  to  dwell, 
We  there,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain, 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 

26.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy  in  Worship.     Ps.  139. 

1  God  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  wre  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP.  27,  28. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord  !  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

27.  C  M.  Drennan. 

"  He  is  not  far  from  every  one  of  us." 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord  ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 
Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies, 
God's  mercy-seat  is  there. 

3  Thy  presence,  Lord,  is  spread  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds  unknown; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 

28.  C.  M.  Flint. 

God  with  the  true  Worshipper  everywhere. 

1  In  costly  fane,  the  pride  of  art, 
Or  bowed  in  lowliest  cell, 
Lord,  in  the  pure  and  grateful  heart 
Thou  dost  delight  to  dwell. 


29.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

2  Thy  servants  find  thee  everywhere, 

Alone,  by  night  or  day  ; 
The  world  is  all  a  house  of  prayer 
To  souls  that  love  to  pray. 

3  Yet,  with  intenser,  brighter  flame, 

Devotion's  fire  will  blaze, 
When  many  meet  in  Jesus'  name 
To  join  in  prayer  and  praise. 

4  To  thee,  the  only  God,  most  wise, 

In  heaven  and  earth  revered, 

Our  mingled  vows  shall  duly  rise, 

Our  Sabbath  hymns  be  heard. 

5  Be  here  our  souls'  secure  retreat, 

Our  ark  on  life's  chafed  sea  ; 
Unheard  the  storm  without  shall  beat, 
While  we  commune  with  thee. 

6  Here,  with  a  Father's  gracious  eye, 

Behold  the  suppliant  throng, 
Oft  as  they  breathe  the  imploring  sigh, 
Or  wake  the  choral  song. 

29.       L.  M.       cowper. 

Worship  in  Spirit. 

1  O  Lord  !  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat  ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  30,  31. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer. 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care, 
Assist  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 
And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

30.         L.  M.        Dryden.  - 

The  Divine  Spirit  implored. 

1  Creator  Spirit  !   Source  of  light, 

That  woke  the  sleeping  worlds  from  night  ! 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  hig;h, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  ; 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

4  Thrice  holy  Fount!  thrice'holy  Fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  gifts  inspire  ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

31.  O.  M.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

Life  dedicated  to  God.     Ps.  90. 

1   Shine  on  our  souls,  Eternal  God  ! 
With  rays  of  glory  shine  ; 
O  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine  ! 


32.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hearts  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin  ; 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent  ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4  Thus  cheer  us  through  the  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease, 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

32.  L.   M.         J.Wesley. 

"  The  healthful  spirit  of  God's  grace." 

1  Spirit  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power  ! 
Fountain  of  light  and  love  below  ! 
Abroad  thy  healing  influence  shower  ; 
On  all  thy  servants  let  it  flow. 

2  Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love  ; 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil  ; 

So  not  heaven's  host  shall  swifter  move, 
Than  w7e  on  earth,  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Father  !  't  is  thine  each  day  to  yield 
Thy  children's  wants  a  fresh  supply  ; 
Thou  cloth'st  the  lilies  of  the  field, 
And  nearest  the  young  ravens  cry. 

4  On  thee  we  cast  our  care  ;  we  live 
Through  thee,  who  know'st  our  every  need  ; 
O  feed  us  with  thy  grace,  and  give 

Our  souls  this  day  the  living  bread  ! 


ruBLic  worship.  33,  34. 

33.  L.  M.         Pope's  Col. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Father,  adored  in  worlds  above  ! 
Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love, 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord  !  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake  ; 
And  let  us  in  thy  kindness  share, 

As  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour  ; 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore  ; 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power  ; 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore. 

o4.  O.  J.VL  Heginbotham. 

Praise  to  God  in  every  Scene. 

1  Mr  soul  shall  bless  thee,  O  my  God  ! 

Through  all  my  mortal  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  doubles  all  my  joy. 

3  When  gloomy  care,  or  keen  distress, 

Invades  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  soothe  my  pains  to  rest. 


35.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  his  praise  abroad. 

5  When  death  is  past,  in  purer  strains 

My  grateful  praise  I  '11  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  a  nobler  song, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

35.       Li.  JM.  Doddridge. 

Praise  to  God  through  the  tchole  of  our  Existence.     Ps.  146. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  cheer  the  silent  hours  of  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  O,  when  that  last  conflict  's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  can  live  ; 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  36,  37. 

36.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady.    O.  Col. 

God  the  Defence  of  the  Just.     Ps.  34. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  our  God  shall  still 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  employ. 

2  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just  ; 

Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 

Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

3  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ! 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

4  Fear  him,  his  children  !  you  will  then 
Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight  ; 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 

37.  C.  M.  Merrick.  O.  Col. 

The  Divine  Blessing  implored. 

1  Author  of  good  !  to  thee  we  come  ; 

Thy  ever-watchful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 
3 


38.  COMMENCEMENT    OF 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 

4  Not  to  our  wish,  but  to  our  want, 

Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
The  good,  unasked,  in  mercy  grant, 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

38.  C.  M.  H.  M.  Williams. 

"  In  the  shadow  of  his  hand  hath  he  hid  me." 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, — 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed,  — 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill  ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  39. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ;  — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


39.        7s.  M.        Cennick. 

The  Pilgrim  s  Song. 

1  Children  of  the  Heavenly  King  ! 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Maker's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  — and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  lo,  we  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ! 
Jesus,  from  its  summit  won, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

4  Lord  !  obediently  we  '11  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


40.  COMMENCEMENT    OF   PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

40.  Jr.  M.  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days  ! 

2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord, 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored  ! 

Our  prayer  attend  : 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend. 

3  Never  from  us  depart  ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore  : 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And,  to  eternity, 

Love  and  adore. 


GOD, —  HIS   PERFECTIONS   AND  PROVIDENCE 
CELEBRATED. 


41.  L.  M.  Browne.    O.  Col. 
Praise  to  the  only  true  God.     Ps.  86. 

Eternal  God  !  Almighty  Cause 
Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown  ! 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possessed  ; 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs  ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give  ; 
Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live. 

Lord!  spread  thy  name  through  heathen  lands; 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And,  as  thou  art,  reign  God  alone. 

42.  L.  M.  Steele.    O.  Col. 
The  Voice  of  Nature. 

.   There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 
Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies  ; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise  ! 
3  * 


43.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 
O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Diffusing  life,  his  influence  spreads, 
And  health  and  plenty  smile  around  ; 
And  fruitful  fields,  and  verdant  meads, 
Are  with  a  thousand  blessings  crowned. 

4  The  flowery  tribes,  all  blooming,  rise 
Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art  ; 
Their  bright  and  gayly  tinted  dyes 
Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

5  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er  ! 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 

43.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady.    O.   Col. 

The  Majesty  and  Condescension  of  God.     Ps.  8. 

1  O  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

2  When  heaven,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight  ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light ;  — 

3  Lord  !  what  is  man,  that  thou  shouldst  love 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
O  what,  I  ask,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  him  so  wondrous  kind  ? 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  44. 

Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train, 
Ordained  with  dignity  and  state 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

They  jointly  own  his  powerful  sway,  — 

The  beasts  that  prey  or  graze, 
The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 

The  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

O  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 


44.  (_/.  M.  Sternhold. 

Majesty  of  God.     Ps.  18. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 


45,  46.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

45.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

God's  Works  and  Ways  unsearchable. 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  wondrous  works 

Of  providence  and  grace 
An  angel's  perfect  mind  exceed, 
And  all  our  pride  abase. 

2  Stupendous  heights  !  amazing  depths  ! 

Creatures  in  vain  explore  ; 
Or,  if  a  transient  glimpse  we  gain, 
'T  is  faint,  and  quickly  o'er. 

3  Though  countless  mysteries  lie  concealed 

Beyond  what  we  can  see, 
Grant  us  the  knowledge  of  ourselves, 
The  knowledge,  Lord,  of  thee. 

46.  L.   M.  Addison.    O.  Col. 

"  The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God."     Ps.  19. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 

Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 

Does  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale  ; 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  47. 

Whilst  all  the  stars  which  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 


47.  L.   M.  Walker's  Col. 

God  eternal  and  unchangeable. 

1  All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 
Who  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 
Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being  !   Source  of  good  ! 
Ever  the  same  thou  dost  remain  ; 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  powers  dissolve, 
If  such  the  great  Creator's  will  ; 

But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 
I  am  is  thy  memorial  still. 


48,    49.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

48.  L.  JVi.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Eternity  of  God.     Ps.  90. 

1  Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  the  fair  earth  in  order  stood, 

Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 
With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day  ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life  's  a  shadowy  dream, 
A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 
That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 
And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 
So  every  precious  hour  to  spend, 
That  we,  at  length,  with  thee  may  live, 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 


49.  Ju.  JVI.  Doddridge. 

Immutability  of  God.      Ps.  102. 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame  ! 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  with  reverence,  while  we  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun  ; 
And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  50. 

3  But  let  all  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  ;  — 

4  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

50.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Eternal  Dominion  of  God. 

1  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  varying  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 


51,  52.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

51.       L.  M.      kippis. 

God  incomprehensible. 

1  Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  man  to  know  ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Explore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will  ! 

52.  C  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation. 

1  The  God  of  nature  and  of  grace 

In  all  his  works  appears  ; 
His  goodness  through  the  earth  we  trace, 
His  grandeur  in  the  spheres. 

2  Behold  this  fair  and  fertile  globe, 

By  him  in  wisdom  planned  ! 
'T  was  he  who  girded,  like  a  robe, 
The  ocean  round  the  land. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  53. 

3  Lift  to  the  arch  of  heaven  your  eye  ; 

Thither  his  path  pursue  ; 
His  glory,  boundless  as  the  sky, 
O'erwhelms  the  wondering  view. 

4  These  lower  works,  that  swell  thy  praise 

High  as  man's  thought  can  tower, 
i  re  but  a  portion  of  thy  ways, 
The  hiding  of  thy  power. 

53.       C.  M.       keble. 

The  elder  Scripture. 

1  There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read, 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 
Pure  eyes  and  loving  hearts. 

2  The  works  of  God,  above,  below, 

Within  us,  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love  ; 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 
In  police  and  order  move. 

4  The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  thy  grace  ; 

It  steals  in  silence  down  ; 
But  where  it  lights,  the  favored  place 
By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

5  Thy  name,  above  all  glorious  names, 

With  its  ten  thousand  tongues, 
The  everlasting  sea  proclaims, 
In  tones  like  angel  songs. 
4     . 


54.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

6  The  raging  fire,  the  roaring  wind, 

Thy  boundless  power  display  ; 
But  in  the  gentler  breeze  we  find 
Thy  Spirit's  viewless  way. 

7  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 


54.  L.  M.    6  1.  T.  Moore. 

God's  Glory  reflected  in  his  Works. 

Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 
Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 
Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  bright  and  fair  are  thine. 

When  day  with  farewell  beam  delays 
Amid  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  "we  gaze 
Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven  ; 
Those  clouds,  that  make  the  sun's  decline 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes  ; 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  55,  56. 

When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 
Thy  Spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh, 
And  every  flower  that  summer  wreaths 
Is  born  beneath  that  kindling  eye. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  bright  and  fair  are  thine. 


55.         L.  M.         Bryant. 
The  World  is  full  of  God. 

1  All  that  in  this  wide  world  we  see, 
Almighty  Father,  speaks  of  thee  ; 
And  in  the  darkness,  or  the  day, 
Thy  monitors  surround  the  way. 

2  The  winds,  the  lightnings  of  the  sky, 
The  maladies  by  which  we  die, 

The  pangs  that  make  the  guilty  groan, 
Are  angels  from  thy  awful  throne. 

3  Each  mercy  sent  when  sorrows  lower, 
Each  blessing  of  the  winged  hour, 
All  we  enjoy  and  all  we  love, 

Bring  with  them  blessings  from  above. 

56.  C.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  Works.     Ps.  111. 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 

To  thee,  Almighty  God  ! 
To  thee  are  due  our  heart,  our  tongue, 

To  spread  thy  name  abroad. 


57.  PERFECTIONS   AND 

2  How  great  the  works  thy  hand  has  wrought  ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight  ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
Thy  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  the  Eternal  Mind  ! 
Thy  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
Which  thy  first  thoughts  designed. 

4  Nature,  and  time,  and  earth,  and  skies 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  ; 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  nam  ?  ? 

5  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill  ; 
And  he  's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 
Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 

57.  7S   M.  Barbauld.    O.  Col. 

Thanks  to  God  for  his  bounteous  Provision. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  ; 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field  ; 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice  ; 
For  the  generous  olive's  use  ; 

3  Flocks,  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds,  that  drop  their  fattening  dews  ; 
Suns,  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  ; 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  58 

4  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores. 

5  These  to  thee,  great  God,  we  owe  ; 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

58.  C.   M.         Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Goodness  of  God  to  all  his  Creatures.    Ps.  145. 

1  We  bless  the  God  whose  bounteous  love 

Through  all  creation  flows  ; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  above, 
And  life  and  bliss  bestows. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  his  creatures  wait 

On  him  for  daily  food  ; 
His  liberal  hand  provides  them  meat, 
And  fills  their  hearts  with  good. 

4  Benign  Creator  !  bounteous  Lord  ! 

Where'er  we  turn  our  eyes, 
Fruits  of  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
In  beauteous  order  rise. 


4* 


59,  60.  PERFECTIONS   AND 

59.  C.  M.  Flexman.    O.  Col. 

God  our  constant  Benefactor. 

1  Great  God  !  to  thee  our  grateful  tongues 

United  thanks  would  raise  ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  to  raise  the  songs 
Which  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  From  thine  almighty  forming  hand 

We  drew  our  vital  powers  ; 
Our  time  revolves  at  thy  command, 
In  all  its  circling  hours. 

3  Thy  power, which  earth  nor  heaven  can  bound, 

From  every  ill  defends  ; 
While  numerous  dangers  hover  round, 
Our  help  from  thee  descends. 

4  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 

How  sweet  is  our  repose  ! 
Thy  morning  light  renews  the  springs 
Whence  all  our  comfort  flows. 

5  In  celebration  of  thy  praise 

May  we  employ  our  breath  ; 
And,  walking  steadfast  in  thy  ways, 
We  '11  triumph  over  death. 

60.  C.  M.  Jervis. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1   Great  God  !  thine  attributes  divine, 
Thy  glorious  works  and  ways, 
The  wonders  of  thy  power  and  might, 
The  universe  displays. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  61. 

2  In  safety  may  thy  children  rest 

On  thy  sustaining  arm, 
Extended  still,  and  strong  to  save 
From  danger  and  alarm. 

3  O  may  thy  gracious  presence,  Lord, 

Chase  anxious  fears  away  ! 
Amidst  the  ruins  of  the  world, 
Our  Guardian  and  our  Stay  ! 

61.  C.  M.  Browne. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Lord  !  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  author  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

2  The  whole  in  every  part  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good-will  ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  and  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  bill. 

3  We  view  it  o'er  the  spreading  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Long  hath  it  been  diffused  abroad, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be, 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part ; 
O  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes, 
And  captivate  my  heart ! 


62.  PERFECTIONS   AND 


High  admiration  let  it  raise, 
And  strong  affection  move  ; 

Employ  my  tongue  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love. 


62.  C.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

God  kind  and  merciful.    Ps.  145. 

1  Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 

Thou  Sovereign  Lord  of  all  ! 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distressed 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  Thy  grace  supports  our  tottering  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  ; 
Holy  and  just  are  all  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  words  are  truth. 

4  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel  ; 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry  ; 
And,  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere, 
To  save  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear.    * 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  63,  64 

63.  L.   M.  Steele.    O.  Col. 

The  Mercies  of  God. 

1  Awake,  ray  soul  !  awake,  my  tongue  ! 
My  God  demands  the  grateful  song  ; 
Let  all  my  inmost  powers  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

2  Divinely  free  his  mercy  flows, 
Forgives  my  sins,  allays  my  woes  ; 
He  bids  approaching  death  remove, 
And  crowns  me  with  a  Father's  love. 

3  My  youth,  decayed,  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  hand  sustains  my  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  my  mouth  with  food, 

And  feeds  my  soul  with  heavenly  good. 

4  His  mercy  with  unchanging  rays 

For  ever  shines,  though  time  decays  ; 
And  children's  children  shall  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

64.  C.    M.  Addison.    O.  Col. 

God's  merciful  and  constant  Protection. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God  ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 


65.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renewed  my  face  ; 
And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

6  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

65.  S.   M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

God  ovr  Shepherd.     Ps.  23. 

1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  66. 

t     While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 

My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 


66.  L.  M.   6  1.  Addison.    O.  Col. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Ps.  23. 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amidst  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  1  stray, 
Thy  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 


67,  68.  PERFECTIONS   AND 

o7.  Li.  M.  Anonymous. 

Paternal  Proiidence  of  God. 

1  Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 

Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts,  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven 
On  thine  eternal  will  depend  ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
Would  man  pursue  the  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care  ;  —  to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God,  on  thee. 

68.  8,  8,  &,  6S  M.  H.  Moore. 

God's  Love  in  his  Works  and  Word. 

1   My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  69. 

2  'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil  ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale  ; 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain,  — 
The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain,  — - 

And  smile  on  every  gale. 

4  But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven  ; 
There  faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

5  Then  let  the  love,  that  makes  me  blessed, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good  ! 

69.       8  &,  7s  M.       bowring. 

u  God  is  Love." 

1   God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 
5 


70.  PERFECTIONS   AND 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever  ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  mist  his  brightness  streameth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

70.  L.  M.  Bryant. 

Ijnving-kindness  of  God. 

1  Father  !  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 
All  that  is  fair  and  good  below  ; 
Bestower  of  the  health  that  lies 

On  tearless  cheeks  and  cheerful  eyes ! 

2  Giver  of  sunshine  and  of  rain  ! 
Ripener  of  fruits  on  hill  and  plain  ! 
Fountain  of  light,  that,  rayed  afar, 
Fills  the  vast  urns  of  sun  and  star  ! 

3  Who  send'st  thy  storms  and  frosts  to  bind 
The  plagues  that  rise  to  waste  mankind  ; 
Then  breathest,  o'er  the  naked  scene/ 
Spring  gales,  and  life,  and  tender  green. 

4  Yet  deem  we  not  that  thus  alone 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  love  are  shown  ; 
For  we  have  learned,  with  higher  praise, 
And  holier  names,  to  speak  thy  ways. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  71. 

5  In  woe's  dark  hour,  our  kindest  stay  ! 
Sole  trust  when  life  shall  pass  away  ! 
Teacher  of  hopes  that  light  the  gloom 
Of  death,  and  consecrate  the  tomb  ! 

6  Patient  with  headstrong  guilt  to  bear  ; 
Slow  to  avenge,  and  kind  to  spare ; 
Listening  to  prayer,  and  reconciled 
Full  quickly  to  thy  erring  child  ! 

71.  \-j»  1V1.  Montgomery. 

The  Earth  full  of  the  Goodness  of  God. 

1  God,  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 

Looks  down  upon  the  spheres  ; 
Yet,  in  his  providence  and  grace, 
To  every  eye  appears. 

2  He  bows  the  heavens  ;  the  mountains  stand, 

A  highway  -for  our  God  ; 
He  walks  amidst  the  desert  land  ; 
'T  is  Eden  where  he  trod. 

3  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 

Hark  !  on  the  evening  breeze, 
As  once  of  old,  the  Lord  God's  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

4  In  every  stream  his  bounty  flows, 

Diffusing  joy  and  wealth  ; 
In  every  breeze  his  Spirit  blows,  — 
The  breath  of  life  and  health. 

5  His  blessings  fall  in  plenteous  showers 

Upon  the  lap  of  earth, 
That  teems  with  foliage,  fruits,  and  flowers, 
And  rings  with  infant  mirth. 


72,  73.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

6  If  God  hath  made  this  world  so  fair, 
Where  sin  and  death  abound, 
How  beautiful,  beyond  compare, 
Will  Paradise  be  found  ! 


72.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Holiness  of  God. 

1  Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none  ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thine  own  ; 

A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  ours,  a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Thy  glory  we  alone  declare  ; 
And,  humbled  into  nothing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  the  heavenly  hosts  adored  ! 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty. 

73.  CM.  J.Taylor. 

Trust  in  God  through  all  Changes. 

1  Father  Divine  !  before  thy  view, 

All  worlds,  all  creatures  lie  ; 
No  distance  can  elude  thy  search, 
No  action  'scape  thine  eye. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew  ; 

Our  childhood  was  thy  care  ; 
And  vigorous  youth  and  feeble  age 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  74. 

3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn, 

Thy  ceaseless  bounty  flows  ; 
Oppressed  with  woe,  when  nature  faints, 
Thine  arm  is  our  repose. 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  Supreme  ! 

O  still  our  wants  supply  ! 
Safe  in  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favor  die. 

74.  JL.  M.  Doddridge. 

Providential  Bounties  improved. 

1  Father  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day  ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceed 
The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 
Which,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 
Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 

Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 
Affront  thy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 
And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall, 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  O  God  !  enjoyed  in  all. 

5* 


75.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

75.  L.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

God's  Mercies  of  Creation  and  Redemption.     Ps.  136. 

1  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise, 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night  ; 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat  ; 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  76,    77. 

76.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Blessing  of  God  needful  in  all  Things.     Ps.  127. 

If  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 
And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost  ; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ? 

'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blest  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest ; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  sovereign  make  them  so. 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  seasoned  with  his  love  ! 

77.  C  M.         Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

God  our  Refuge.     Ps.  27. 

1  God  is  our  Saviour  and  defence, 

A  refuge  ever  near  ; 
Secure  beneath  his  providence, 
What  danger  can  we  fear  ? 

2  Death  may  our  dearest  friends  remove  ; 

All  human  ties  shall  cease  ; 
But  one  there  is,  whose  care  and  love 
No  time  shall  e'er  decrease. 


78.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  A  mother  may  her  babe  forget, 

Nor  heed  its  plaintive  moan  ; 
Her  love  may  fail,  but  never  yet 
Did  God  forsake  his  own. 

4  In  every  trouble  here  below 

Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  ; 
Comfort  and  strength  will  he  bestow 
On  all  who  trust  his  word. 

78.        C.  M.        Cowper. 

Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints  !  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  79,  80. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

79.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Deliverances  acknowledged. 

1  God  of  my  life!  whose  gracious  power 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 

Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head  ; 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see  ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run. 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast, 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

80.  C.  M.  West-Boston  Col. 

God  just  and  wise  in  afflictive  Appointments. 

1  If  Providence,  to  try  my  heart, 

Afflictions  should  prepare, 
To  God  submissive  may  I  bend, 
And  keep  me  from  despair. 

2  Whate'er  he  orders  must  be  just  ; 

Then  let  me  kiss  the  rod, 

Nor,  poorly  sunk,  at  all  distrust 

The  goodness  of  my  God. 


81.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  The  Mind,  to  which  I  owe  my  own, 

To  guide  this  mind  is  wise  ; 
And  he,  to  whom  my  faults  are  known, 
The  fittest  to  chastise. 

4  Then,  till  life's  latest  sands  are  run, 

O  teach  me,  Power  Divine  ! 

Still  to  reply,  Thy  will  be  done, 

Whate'er  becomes  of  mine  ! 


81.  Li.  JM.  Doddridge. 

God  our  Deliverer.     Ps.  116. 

1  Great  Source  of  life  !  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crowned  with  thy  mercy,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

3  These  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord, 
Kindled  by  him,  by  him  restored  ; 
And  while  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
Still  would  we  walk  before  his  face. 

4  So  when  by  him  our  souls  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant  may  we  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  82,    83. 

82.  O.   M.  Doddridge.     O.  Col. 

God's  Care  a  Remedy  for  ours. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 

"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  While  Providence  supports, 
Let  saints  securely  dwell  ; 

That  hand,  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 

Haste  to  your  Heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  He  hears,  and  comfort  sends 
To  sorrowing  souls  that  pray  ; 

Go,  drop  your  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

OO.  fe.  1V1.  Doddridge. 

God  wise  and  merciful  in  Chastisement. 

1  How  gracious  and  how  wise 
Is  our  chastising  God  ! 

And  O  how  rich  the  blessings  are 
That  blossom  from  his  rod  ! 

2  He  knows,  when  he  inflicts 
The  keen,  but  healing  smart, 

That  every  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grace  and  peace  impart. 


94.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  Instructed  thus,  they  bow, 
And  own  his  sovereign  sway  ; 

They  turn  their  erring  footsteps  back 
To  his  forsaken  way. 

4  Our  Father  !  we  consent 
To  discipline  divine  ; 

And  bless  the  pains  that  make  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thine. 

©4.  O.  1V1.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

The  Divine  Presence  and  Help. 

1  And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 

To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near  ? 

2  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  formed  the  earth, 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  ? 

3  On  this  support  our  souls  shall  lean, 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  will  smile, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 

4  While  we  his  gracious  succour  prove, 

'Midst  all  our  various  ways, 
The  darkest  shades,  through  which  we  pass, 
Shall  echo  with  his  praise. 


PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD.  85,  86. 

85.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God  omnipresent.     Ps.  139. 

1  Lord  !  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  his  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  his  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  !  what  lofty  height  ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest  ! 

Nor  let  my  baser  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin  ;  for  God  is  there. 

86.  Li.  JM.  Salisbury  Col.  O.  Col. 

The  Equity  of  the  Divine  Dispensations. 

1  Father  of  men!  who  can  complain 
Under  thy  mild  and  equal  reign  ? 
Who  does  a  weight  of  duty  share 
More  than  his  aids  and  powers  can  bear  ? 
6 


87.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

2  With  differing  climes  and  differing  lands, 
With  fruitful  plains  and  barren  sands, 
Thy  hand  hath  formed  this  earthly  round, 
And  set  each  nation  in  its  bound. 

3  With  like  variety  thy  ray 

Here  sheds  a  full,  there  fainter  day  ; 
Yet  all  that  seek  are  shown  the  road 
That  leads  to  happiness  and  God. 

4  O  the  abounding  grace  which  brought 
To  us  the  wrords  by  Jesus  taught  ! 

So  blest  and  with  such  hopes  inspired, 
How  much  is  given,  how  much  required  ! 

87.  O.  JV1.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

God  the  Support  of  frail  Man.     Ps.  103. 

1  Lord  !  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name, 

And  make  that  name  our  trust, 
Which  raised  at  first  this  curious  frame 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust. 

2  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabric  of  a  day  ; 
Then  know  their  vital  powers  no  more, 
But  moulder  back  to  clay. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  whate'er  is  felt  or  feared, 

This  thought  is  our  repose, 
That  he,  by  whom  this  frame  is  reared, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 

4  Thou  view'st  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

Whilst  struggling  with  our  load  ; 
In  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  88,  89. 

5  Gently  supported  by  thy  love, 
We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  ; 
Where  every  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 

88.  C  M.  Salisbury  Col.  O.  Col. 

Trust  in  God  under  Troubles. 

1  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

Our  Father  art  become, 
Our  Teacher,  Guardian,  and  our  Friend, 
And  heaven  our  final  home  ; 

2  We  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  we  know  not  what  thou  do'st, 
We  wait  the  light  above. 

3  Thy  mercy,  in  the  darkest  gloom, 

Shall  heavenly  rays  impart  ; 
And  when  our  eyelids  close  in  death, 
Shall  warm  our  trembling  heart. 

89.  L.  M.          Browne.    O.  Col. 

Dependence  and  Resignation. 

1  Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies  ! 
Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  supplies  ; 

On  thee  alone  the  whole  depends, 
Thy  care  to  every  part  extends. 

2  To  thee  perpetual  thanks  we  owe 
For  all  our  comforts  here  below  ; 
Our  daily  bread  thy  bounty  gives, 
And  every  rising  want  relieves. 


90.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  The  wastes  of  life  thy  power  repairs, 
Thy  mercy  stills  tempestuous  cares, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  arm 
We  live  secured  from  every  harm. 

4  To  thee  we  cheerful  homage  bring, 
In  grateful  hymns  thy  praises  sing, 
Direct  to  thee  our  waiting  eyes, 
And  humbly  look  for  fresh  supplies. 

5  Still  from  thy  rich,  exhaustless  store, 
Though  having  much,  we  ask  for  more  ; 
Still  on  thy  bounty  we  depend, 

The  kind,  the  sure,  the  faithful  Friend. 

6  And  should  thy  measures  seem  severe, 
Calmly  may  we  thy  chastening  bear, 
Without  complaint,  to  thee  submit, 
The  unerring  judge  of  what  is  fit. 


1   Lord 


90.         L.  M.  Steele.     O.  Col. 

Submission  to  the  all-wise  Decrees. 


!  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways  ! 
How  blind  are  we  !  how  mean  our  praise  ! 
Thy  steps  can  mortal  eyes  explore  ? 
'Tis  ours  to  wonder  and  adore. 

2  Great  God  !  I  would  not  ask  to  see 
What  in  futurity  shall  be  ; 
If  light  and  bliss  attend  my  days, 
Then  let  my  future  hours  be  praise. 

3 -Is  darkness  and  distress  my  share, 
Then  let  me  trust  thy  guardian  care  ; 
Enough  for  me,  if  love  divine 
At  length  through  every  cloud  shall  shine. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  91,  92. 

91.         CM.         Watts.    O.  Col. 
Submission  under  Affliction.      Ps.  119. 

1  Thy  people,  Lord,  have  ever  found 

'Tis  good  to  bear  thy  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  us  learn  thy  law, 
And  lean  upon  our  God. 

2  This  is  the  comfort  we  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins  ; 
We  read  thy  word,  we  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  our  former  sins. 

3  Thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  always  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
The  sharpest  sufferings  we  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

4  Before  we  knew  thy  chastening  rod, 

Our  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
Now  may  we  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

92.  L.  M.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

Weeping  Seed-time,  joyful  Harvest.     Ps.  126. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers, 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive, 

God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live  ; 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 
6* 


93.  PERFECTIONS    AND 

3  The  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 
Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown  ; 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 
And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes. 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home  ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

93.  L.   M.  JNORTON. 

%jl  Trust  in  the  Divine  Goodness. 

1  My  God  !   I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe  ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay  ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know  ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil  ; 
And  mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy 
May  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  94,  95. 

94.  L.  M.  J.  Fawcett. 

"  As  is  thy  Day ,  so  shall  thy  Strength  be." 

1  Afflicted  saint  !  to  God  draw  near  ; 
The  Father's  gracious  promise  hear  ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
tc  How  shall  I  bear  this  trying  day  ?" 
He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 
That  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Though  weak  thy  faith  and  strong  thy  foes, 
God  all  thy  spirit's  conflict  knows, 

Nor  will  be  slow  to  succour  thee  ; 
For  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  When  called  by  him  to  bear  the  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress  and  poverty, 

Still  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  death  at  length  appears  in  view, 
His  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free  ; 

And  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

95.  L.  iVl.         Sterling. 

Faith  sees  God  in  all  Things,  the  little  as  in  the  great. 

1   Thou,  Lord  !  who  rear'st  the  mountains'  height, 
And  mak'st  the  cliffs  with  sunshine  bright ; 
O  grant  that  we  may  own  thy  hand 
No  less  in  every  grain  of  sand  ! 


96.        PERFECTIONS   AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  With  forests  huge,  of  dateless  time, 
Thy  will  has  hung  each  peak  sublime  ; 
But  withered  leaves  beneath  a  tree 
Have  tongues  that  tell  as  loud  of  thee. 

3  In  all  the  immense,  the  strange,  and  old, 
Thy  presence  careless  men  behold  ; 

In  all  the  little,  weak,  and  mean, 
Be  thou  by  faith  as  clearly  seen. 

yt>.  L.    1V1.  From  the  German. 

The  Divine  Glories  celebrated. 

1  To  thee,  O  Lord,  with  humble  fear 
The  heavenly  hosts  their  voices  raise  ; 
E'en  mortals  share  thy  bounties  here  ; 
Let  mortals,  too,  attempt  thy  praise. 

2  Of  all  things  thou  the  parent  art, 
Of  all  things  thou  alone  the  end  ; 
On  thee  still  fix  our  wavering  heart, 
To  thee  let  all  our  actions  tend. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  art  light  ;  thy  native  ray 
No  shade,  no  variation  knows  ; 

To  our  dark  souls  thy  light  display, 
The  glory  of  thy  face  disclose. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  art  love  ;  the  fountain  thou 
Whence  mercy  unexhausted  flows  ; 

On  barren  hearts  O  shed  it  now, 
And  make  the  desert  bear  the  rose  ! 

5  So  shall  our  every  power  to  thee 
In  love  and  holy  service  rise  ; 
Yea,  body,  soul,  and  spirit  be 
Thy  ever-living  sacrifice. 


DEVOUT  ASPIRATIONS   AND  AFFECTIONS. 


97.  fe.  1VL.  Montgomery. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Heavenly  Father  !  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now  ; 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 

As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live  ; 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 
Our  feeble  hearts  defend  ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine  ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 


98,  99.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

98.  CM.  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

Devout  Affection. 

1  Fountain  of  being  !   God  of  love  ! 

To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thine  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  long  to  be  ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires  ; 

For  all  thy  mercies'  store, 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires 
Is,  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  to  embrace  thy  will  ; 
Renew  us  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 
And  with  thy  fulness  fill. 

5  Still  may  we  find  thy  heavenly  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ; 

So  shall  we  ever  live,  and  move, 

And  be  with  Christ  in  God. 

99.  C.  M.  Browne.    O.  Col. 

Confidence  in  God  our  Father. 

1   O  God  !  on  thee  we  all  depend, 
On  thy  paternal  care  ; 
Thou  wilt  the  Father  and  the  Friend 
In  every  act  appear. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  100. 

2  With  open  hand  and  liberal  heart 

Thou  wilt  our  wants  supply  ; 
Thy  heavenly  blessings  still  impart, 
And  no  good  thing  deny. 

3  Our  Father  knows  what 's  good  and  fit, 

And  wisdom  guides  his  love  ; 
To  thine  appointments  we  submit, 
And  every  choice  approve. 

4  In  thy  paternal  love  and  care 

With  cheerful  hearts  we  trust  ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  boundless  are, 
And  all  thy  ways  are  just. 

5  We  cannot  want,  while  God  provides  ; 

What  he  ordains  is  best  ; 
And  heaven,  whate'er  we  want  besides, 
Will  give  eternal  rest. 

100*  O.   lVl.  Doddridge. 

God's  Mercy  tempers  Affliction. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame  ! 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will  ; 
And  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
,     Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 


101,  102.  DEVOUT   ASPIRATIONS 

4  These  gentle  whispers  let  us  hear, 
Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
And  gales  of  paradise  shall  lull 
Our  weary  souls  to  peace. 

101.  L.  M.  Merrick. 

Supplication  to  the  Searcher  of  Hearts.     Ps.  139. 

1  O  hear  me,  Lord  !  to  thee  I  call, 
And  prostrate  at  thy  footstool  fall  ; 

O  Lord,  my  prayer,  propitious,  hear,. 
And  bow  to  my  requests  thine  ear. 

2  Searcher  of  hearts  !  my  thoughts  review  ; 
With  kind  severity  pursue, 

Through  each  disguise,  thy  servant's  mind, 
Nor  leave  one  stain  of  guilt  behind. 

3  To  thee  my  inmost  heart  is  known  ; 
Regard  me  from  thy  lofty  throne  ; 
Nor  e'er  to  my  desiring  eye 

Thy  presence,  Heavenly  Lord,  deny. 

102.  CM.  Watts.     O.  Col. 

Divine  Guidance  implored.    Ps.  119. 

1  O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  our  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still  ! 
O  that  the  Lord  would  grant  us  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will  ! 

2  Since  we  are  strangers  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
But  mark  the  road  our  feet  should  go, 
And  be  our  constant  guide. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  103. 

3  Order  our  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  our  hearts  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  our  conscience  clear. 

4  Make  us  to  walk  in  wisdom's  way, 

'T  is  a  delightful  road  ; 
It  leads  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
It  leads  to  thine  abode. 


103.  C.    M.  Exeter  Col.    O.  Col. 

Imploring  Divine  Direction. 

1  Lord  !  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 

Thy  feeble  servant  guide  ; 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 
My  footsteps  shall  not  slide. 

2  To  thee,  O  my  unerring  Guide  ! 

I  would  myself  resign  ; 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 

3  Thus  shall  each  blessing  of  thy  hand 

Be  doubly  sweet  to  me ; 
And  in  new  griefs  I  still  shall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Lord  !  by  thy  counsel  whilst  I  live, 

Guide  thou  my  wandering  feet  ; 
And  when  my  course  on  earth  is  run, 
Conduct  me  to  thy  seat. 


104,  105.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

104.  C.    M.  MlLMAN. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Help. 

1  O  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  O  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed 

With  contrite  anguish  sore  !  * 

And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us,  Lord,  the  more  ! 

3  O  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe  ! 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O  help  us,  Father,  from  on  high  ! 

We  know  no  help  but  thee  ; 
O  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be  ! 


105.  L.   M.   6  1.  C.Wesley. 

For  the  Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

1   I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind  ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin, 
Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind, 
Of  health  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  106,  107. 

O  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest; 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 
And  keep  possession  of  my  breast, 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God  ! 


106.  10S.  M.  Dr.  Johnson. 

Imploring  Divine  Light. 

O  thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides  ! 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 

'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest  ; 
From  thee,  great  God,  we  spring,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end  ! 


107.  L.   M.  Sir  Walter  Scott. 

Imploring  the  constant  Presence  of  God. 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  fathers'  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  Guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day  along  the  astonished  lands 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow7  ; 
By  night  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 


108.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 

To  temper  the  deceitful  ray. 

4  And  O,  when  gathers  on  our  path 

In  shade  and  storm  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light  ! 


108.  L.  M.  6  1.  Moravian. 

Seeking  after   God. 

1  Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathomed  no  man  knows  ! 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose. 

My  heart  is  pained  ;  nor  can  it  be 

At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

2  'T  is  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee  ; 
Yet,  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 
No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

3  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  109,  110. 

109.  8  &,  7S.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Divine  Love. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ! 
Father  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast  ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

110.  CM.  Select  Col. 

Aspiration  after  the  Christian  Temper. 

1  Lord  !  banish  from  my  wayward  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  forbidden  paths 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

2  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I  '11  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

7  # 


111.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

3  With  generous  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosperous  and  the  great  ; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

4  Let  not  despair,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  ; 
»    O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own  ! 

5  Feed  me  with  necessary  food  ; 

I  ask  not  wealth  nor  fame  ; 

Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 

A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

6  Still  let  my  days  serenely  pass 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 

111.  L.  M.  Heber. 

The  Bread  of  Life. 

1  Sovereign  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sea ! 
The  hungry  ravens  cry  to  thee  ; 

T'o  thee  the  countless  tribes  that  sweep 
The  bosom  cf  the  boundless  deep. 

2  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  food  can  bless 
The  bleak  and  lonely  wilderness  ; 

And  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord,  to  pray 
For  daily  bread  from  day  to  day. 

3  And,  O,  when  through  the  wilds  we  roam 
That  part  us  from  our  heavenly  home  ; 
When,  lost  in  danger,  want,  and  woe, 
Our  faithless  tears  begin  to  flow  ;  — 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  112. 


Do  thou  thy  gracious  comfort  give, 
By  which  alone  the  soul  may  live, 
And  grant  thy  servants,  Lord,  we  pray, 
The  bread  of  life  from  day  to  day  ! 


112.  7S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

God  our  only  Refuge. 

Father  !  refuge  of  my  soul ! 
Let  me  to  thy  shelter  fly, 
While  the  rising  waters  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Father,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last  ! 

Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone  ! 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found  ; 
Cleanse  me,  Lord,  from  every  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart  ; 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 


113,   114.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

113.  S.    M.  FCRNESS. 

"  As  the  hart  panteth  after  the  water-brooks,  so  panteth  my 
soul  after  thee,  O  God!"     Ps.  42. 

1  Here  is  a  world  of  doubt, 
A  sorrowful  abode  ; 

O  how  my  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God  ! 

2  As  for  the  water-brooks 
The  hart  expiring  pants, 

So  for  my  God  my  spirit  looks, 
Yea,  for  his  presence  faints. 

3  I  know  thy  joys,  O  earth  ! 
The  sweetness  of  thy  cup  ; 

Oft  have  I  mingled  in  thy  mirth, 
And  trusted  in  thy  hope. 

4  But,  ah  !   how  woes  and  fears 
Those  hollow  joys  succeed  ! 

That  cup  of  mirth  is  mixed  with  tears, 
That  hope  is  but  a  reed. 

5  What  have  I,  then,  below, 
Or  what  but  thee  on  high  ? 

Thee,  thee,  O  Father,  would  I  know, 
And  in  thee  live  and  die. 

114.  CM.  Toplady's  Col. 

Habitual  Resignation. 

1   With  God  my  Friend,  the  radiant  sun 
Sheds  a  more  lively  ray  ; 
Each  object  smiles ;  all  nature  charms ; 
I  chase  my  cares  away. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  115,  116. 

2  God,  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
Afflictions  from  his  gracious  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love, 

Beyond  all  measure  kind  ; 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

115.  L.    M.  TOPLADY. 

To  be  made  jwrfect  in  Divine  Love. 

1  O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee, 
And  loved  thee  with  a  perfect  love  ! 
O  that  my  Lord  would  dwell  in  me, 
And  never  from  his  seat  remove  ! 

2  Father  !    I  dwell  in  mournful  night, 
Till  thou  dost  in  my  heart  appear  ; 
Arise,  propitious  sun  !  and  light 
An  everlasting  morning  there. 

3  O  let  my  prayer  acceptance  find, 
And  bring  the  mighty  blessing  down  ! 
Eyesight  impart,  for  I  am  blind  ; 
And  seal  me  thine  adopted  son. 

116.  CM.  T.Humphries. 

"  Lord,  remember  me." 

1   O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows  ! 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 


117.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart  ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day  ! 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  When,  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

I  have  no  help  but  thee, 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

6  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

117.  L.  M.  Moravian. 

For  Guardianship  and  Guidance. 

1  O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light  ! 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee  ; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  ! 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  118. 

When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflovv, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe  ; 
O  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 
And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 


118.  G.  JY1.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  the  Knowledge  of  God. 

Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light ! 

And  make  thy  glories  known  ; 
Fill  our  enlarged  adoring  sight 

With  lustre  all  thine  own. 

Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays 
The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 

And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Are  in  thy  presence  lost. 

To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill  ; 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 

True  life  to  obey  thy  will. 

For  this  I  long,  for  this  I  pray, 
And,  following  on,  pursue, 

Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 


119,  120.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

119.  (_/.   1YL.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

God  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter.     Ps.  73. 

1  Whom  have  we,  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee. 

And  whom  on  earth  beside  ? 
Where. else  for  succour  can  we  flee, 
Or  in  whose  strength  confide  ? 

2  Thou  art  our  portion  here  below, 

Our  promised  bliss  above  ; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  When  heart  and  flesh,  O  Lord,  shall  fail, 

Thou  wilt  our  spirits  cheer, 
Support  us  through  life's  thorny  vale, 
And  calm  each  anxious  fear. 

4  Yes,  thou  shalt  be  our  Guide  through  life, 

And  help  and  strength  supply  ; 
Sustain  us  in  death's  fearful  strife, 
And  welcome  us  on  high. 


120.  7S.  M.  6  1.  Montgomery- 

The  Soul  panting  for  God.     Ps.  42. 

1   As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  ; 
When,  O  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  121 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  ; 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 


121.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Solomon' 's  Prayer  for   Wisdom. 

1  Almighty  God  !  in  humble  prayer 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift  ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 

Along  our  path  to  flow  ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honors,  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away  ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  ;  —  Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live  ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil" days  ; 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways. 


122,   123.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

iZZ.  JL.  1V1.  Doddridge, 

Choosing  the  better  Part. 

1  Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  ; 
Father  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart 
Wisely  to  choose  the  better  part  ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Father,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
T(/find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

lZo.  O.   IVl.  Episcopal  Col. 

For   Guidance  and  Protection. 

1  God  of  our  fathers  !  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  blest, 
Be  with  us  through  our  pilgrimage, 
Conduct  us  to  our  rest. 

2  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  124,   125. 

3  O  spread  thy  sheltering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace  ! 

4  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 

Our  humble  prayers  implore  ; 
And  thou,  the  Lord,  shall  be  our  God    • 
And  pprtion  evermore. 

124.  S.  M.  Mme.  Guion. 
The   Water  of  Life. 

1  The  fountain  in  its  source 
No  drought  of  summer  fears  ; 

The  farther  it  pursues  its  course, 
The  nobler  it  appears. 

2  But  shallow  cisterns  yield 
A  scanty,  short  supply  ; 

The  morning  sees  them  amply  filled, 
At  evening  they  are  dry. 

3  The  cisterns  I  forsake, 

O  Fount  of  bliss,  for  thee  ; 
My  thirst  with  living  waters  slake, 
And  drink  eternity. 

125.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 
The  Bread  of  Life. 

1   Father  !  supply  our  every  need  ; 
Sustain  the  life  thyself  hast  given  ; 
O  grant  the  never-failing  bread, 
The  mahna  that  comes  down  from  heaven ! 


126,   127.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

2  The  gracious  fruits  of  righteousness, 
Thy  blessings'  unexhausted  store,     • 
In  us  abundantly  increase, 
Nor  ever  let  us  hunger  more. 


126.  P.M.  T.Moore. 

The  Christian  living  f&r  God. 

Since  first  thy  word  awoke  my  heart, 

Like  new  life  dawning  o'er  me, 
Where'er  I  turn  mine  eyes,  thou  art, 

All  light  and  love,  before  me. 
Nought  else  I  feel,  or  hear,  or  see ; 

All  bonds  of  earth  I  sever  ; 
Thee,  O  God,  and  only  thee 

I  live  for,  now  and  ever. 

Like  him  whose  fetters  dropped  away 

When  light  shone  o'er  his  prison, 
My  spirit,  touched  by  mercy's  ray, 

Hath  from  her  chains  arisen. 
And  shall  a  soul  thou  bid'st  be  free 

Return  to  bondage  ?  —  never  ! 
Thee,  O  God,  and  only  thee 

I  live  for,  now  and  ever. 

127.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Cotterill. 

Living  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

O  thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand  ! 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  128. 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control  ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul  ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 

Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 

128.  S«  JM.  Christian  Psalmist, 

Doing  all  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

1  Teach  us,  O  God,  our  King  ! 
In  all  things  thee  to  see  ; 

And  what  we  do  in  any  thing, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee. 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 
While  still  to  thee  we  tend  ; 

In  all  we  do  be  thou  the  way, 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake  ; 
Nothing  so  small  can  be, 

But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
Even  servile  labors  shine  ; 

Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 

8* 


129,  130.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

129.  C  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

"  Thy  kingdom  come." 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above  ! 

Let  all  of  understanding  mind 

Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  control  and  bless 

The  hearts  of  all  that  live  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness 
To  all  thy  children  give  ;  — 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends 
Into  our  souls  bring  in  ;  — 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove  ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness, 
The  omnipotence  of  love. 

130.  CM.  COWPER. 

Submission  to  the  Divine  Disposal. 

1  O  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

m 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ; 
Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  131. 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way  ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ; 
Short-sighted  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth  ? 

5  But,  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

cc  Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away." 

131.  CM.  Scott. 

Folly  of  Self-dependence. 

1  The  swift  not  always  in  the  race 

Shall  seize  the  crowning  prize  ; 
Not  always  wealth  and  honor  grace 
The  labor  of  the  wise. 

2  Fond  mortals  but  themselves  beguile, 

When  on  themselves  they  rest  ; 
Blind  is  their  wisdom,  weak  their  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

3  Evil  and  good  before  thee  stand, 

Thy  missions  to  perform  ; 
The  blessing  comes  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  the  storm. 

4  O  Lord  !  in  all  our  ways  we  '11  own 

Thy  providential  power, 
Intrusting  to  thy  care  alone 
The  lot  of  every  hour. 


132.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

132.       C   M.  Montgomery. 

Resignation. 

1  One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one,- 

When  I  am  wholly  thine  ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good  ! 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust  ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed 

When  used  as  talents  lent  ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  133,  134. 

133.  C.  M.  Noel. 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'T  is  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'T  is  not,  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will  ; 
'T  is  not,  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still  ;  — 

3  It  is,  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is,  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

5  O  let  me  wing  ray  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  ! 

134.  Cy.  JVl.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Comfort  in  Trouble. 

1   When  floods  of  grief  assail  the  mind, 
And  o'er  the  bosom  roll, 
Where  shall  the  mourner  comfort  find 
To  soothe  his  troubled  soul  ? 


135.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

2  Lord  !  thou  hast  said,  "  Seek  ye  my  face  ; ,: 

And  shall  we  seek  id  vain  ? 
And  will  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  we  complain  ? 

3  Ah,  no  !   the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  ; 
The  mourner  always  finds  a  place 
To  breathe  his  sorrows  there. 

4  Thy  Spirit  heals  the  troubled  soul, 

With  guilty  fears  oppressed  ; 
Thy  spirit  makes  the  wounded  whole, 
And  gives  the  weary  rest. 

135.  CM.  T.Moore. 

"  He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and  hindeth  up  their 
wounds."     Ps.  147. 

1  O  thou  who  dry'st  the  mourner's  tear! 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  The  friends,  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes  are  flown  ; 
And  he,  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 
A  moment's  radiance  o'er  our  tears 
Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too, — 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  136. 

5  O  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

6  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

136.       L.  M.       cowper. 

Peace  after  a  Storm. 

1  When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Creator,  then  I  find 

The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  O  let  me,  then,  at  length  be  taught 
What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn  ! 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat  ! 
But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  God,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 


137,   138.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

137.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

Seeking  true  Joys. 

1  Our  joy  is  a  created  good  ; 

How  soon  it  fades  away  ! 
Fades,  at  the  morning  hour  bestowed, 
Before  the  noon  of  day. 

2  Joy,  by  its  violent  excess, 

To  certain  ruin  tends, 
And  all  our  rapturous  happiness 
In  hasty  sorrow  ends. 

3  Tn  vain  doth  earthly  bliss  afford 

A  momentary  shade  ; 
It  rises  like  the  prophet's  gourd, 
And  withers  o'er  my  head. 

4  But  of  my  Father's  love  possessed, 

No  more  for  earth  I  pine  ; 
Secure  of  everlasting  rest 
Beneath  the  heavenly  vine. 

1 38.  C.   M.  Wesley's  Col. 

The  Saint's  Rest. 

1  Lord  !  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone  ;  — 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  139. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 

All  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 

lo9.  O.   1V1.  Doddridge. 

Days  of  the  upright  knoicn  to  God.     Ps.  37. 

1  To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ; 

My  soul*  enjoys  the  thought  ; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve  ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die  ; 
And,  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 
9 


140,  141.  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

140.  7  &  6S.    M.         Rippon's  Col. 

The  Soul  aspiring  to  Heaven. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  tilings 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  ! 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above  ! 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 
So  a  soul  that 's  born  of  God 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 


141.  C.  M.  Steele. 

God  our  Portion.     Ps.  4. 

1   Tn  vain  our  erring  race  inquires 
For  true,  substantial  good  ; 
While  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 

2  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows 
Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  142. 

3  Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 

We  seek  some  solid  good  ; 
To  real  bliss  our  wishes  rise,  — 
The  favor  of  our  God. 

4  To  thee,  our  God,  our  souls  aspire  ; 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night  ; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delight. 


142.  CM.  Dr.  A.  Nichols. 

Communion  xoith  God. 

1  The  soul's  communion  with  its  God 
Words,  hymns,  cannot  express  ; 

T  is  feeling,  pure  emotion  all, 
Love,  joy,  and  blessedness. 

2  O  God,  our  Father  and  our  Friend  ! 

Our  souls  are  blest  in  thee  ; 
m  Keep  them,  as  now,  each  thought  and  wish, 
With  thine  in  harmony. 

3  What  can  we  fear,  what  more  desire  ? 

Our  hearts  are  full  of  peace, 
Are  full  of  thee  ;  the  wealth  of  worlds 
Could  not  our  bliss  increase. 


'rr 


4  While  thus  before  thy  throne  of  love 
We  worship  and  adore, 
Sin,  earth,  with  all  their  wiles  and  woes, 
Can  harm  our  souls  no  more. 


143.      DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS    AND    AFFECTIONS* 

143.  L.  M.  Sterling. 

God's  Love,  Truth,  and  Presence  in  all  Things. 

1  O  Source  divine,  and  life  of  all, 
The  Fount  of  being's  fearful  sea  ! 
Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appall 
That  saw  not  love  supreme  in  thee. 

2  We  shrink  before  thy  vast  abyss, 
Where  worlds  on  worlds  eternal  brood  ; 
We  know  thee  truly  but  in  this, 

That  thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 

3  And  so,  'rnid  boundless  time  and  space, 
O  grant  us  still  in  thee  to  dwell, 

And  through  thy  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well  ! 

4  Nor  let  thou  life's  delightful  play 
Thy  truth's  transcendent  vision  hide  ; 
Nor  strength  and  gladness  lead  astray 
From  thee,  our  nature's  only  Guide. 

5  Bestow  on  every  joyous  thrill 
Thy  deeper  tone  of  reverent  awe  ; 
Make  pure  thy  creature's  erring  will, 
And  teach  his  heart  to  love  thy  law. 


THE   SCRIPTURES. 


144.  C.     M.  RIPPON'SCOL. 

Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  lead  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  straight  and  narrow  way- 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast  ; 

A  light  whose  never-waning  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-ending  day. 

145.  P.    M.  E.Taylor. 

The  Bible. 

1     It  is  the  one  true  Light, 

That,  when  all  other  lamps  grow  dim, 

Shall  never  burn  less  purely  bright, 

Nor  lead  astray  from  Him. 
9# 


146.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  It  is  love's  blessed  band, 

That  reaches  from  the  eternal  throne 
To  him,  whoe'er  he  be,  whose  hand 
Will  seize  it  for  his  own. 

3  It  is  the  golden  key- 
To  treasures  of  celestial  wealth, 
Joy  to  the  sons  of  poverty, 

And  to  the  sick  man  health  ! 

4  The  gently  proffered  aid 

Of  one  who  knows  us,  and  can  best 
Supply  the  beings  he  has  made 
With  what  will  make  them  blest. 

5  It  is  the  sweetest  sound 

That  infant  years  delight  to  hear, 
Travelling  across  that  holy  ground, 
With  God  and  angels  near. 

6  There  rests  the  weary  head, 
There  age  and  sorrow  love  to  go  ; 
And  how  it  smooths  the  dying  bed 

O  let  the  Christian  show  ! 

146.       C.  M.       cowper. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat  ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  147. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 


147.  S.  M.  T.Moore. 

The  Light  of  Nature  and  the  Gospel, 

1  Behold  the  sun,  how  bright 
From  yonder  east  he  springs, 

As  if  the  soul  of  life  and  light 
Were  breathing  from  his  wings. 

2  So  bright  the  gospel  broke 
Upon  the  souls  of  men  ; 

So  fresh  the  dreaming  world  awoke 
In  truth's  full  radiance  then. 

3  Before  yon  sun  arose, 

Stars  clustered  through  the  sky ; 
But  O  how  dim,  how  pale,  were  those 
To  his  one  burning  eye  ! 

4  So  truth  lent  many  a  ray, 
To  bless  the  Pagan  night  ; 

But,  Lord,  how  weak,  how  cold  were  they 
To  thy  one  glorious  light  ! 


148,   149.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

148.  L.   M.  Watts. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration 

1  'T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 

And  warmed  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought ; 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 

To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

149.  L.  M.  Beddome.    O.  Col. 

The  Scriptures  our  Light  and  Guide. 

1  When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 

To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God  ! 
?T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  150. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  Ye  favored  lands  who  have  this  word  ! 
All  ye  who  feel  its  saving  power  ! 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 


150.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Excellence  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

Our  ever  dear  delight  ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see, 
And  still  increasing  light  ! 


151,  152.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

151.  L.  M.  Beddome. 

Excellence  of  the  Gospel. 

1  God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live  ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 

And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 

It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

152.  S.  M.  Scott.     O.  Col. 

Searching  the  Scriptures. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 

But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  O  may  we  still  maintain 
A  meek,  inquiring  mind  ! 

Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  153, 

3  With  understanding  blest, 
Created  to  be  free, 

Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Lord  !  give  the  light  we  need  ; 
With  soundest  knowledge  fill  ; 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 


153.  O.  JV1.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Study  of  God's  Word.  ^  Ps.  112. 

1  Happy  the  children  of  the  Lord, 

Who,  walking  in  his  sight, 
Make  all  the  precepts  of  his  word 
Their  study  and  delight. 

2  That  precious  wealth  shall  be  their  dower, 

Which  cannot  know  decay, 
Which  moth  or  rust  shall  ne'er  devour, 
Or  spoiler  take  away. 

3  For  them  that  heavenly  light  shall  spread 

Whose  cheering  rays  illume 
The  darkest  hours  of  life,  and  shed 
A  halo  round  the  tomb. 

4  Their  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Performed  through  Christ  their  Lord, 
For  ever  registered  above, 
Shall  meet  a  sure  reward. 


154.  THE     SCRIPTURES. 

.154.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Instruction  from  the  Scriptures.     Ps.  119. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'T  is  like  the  ^un,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servants  night  and  day 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 

5  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

6  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  155,  156. 

155.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Word  of  God  our  Portion.     Ps.  119. 

1  Lord  !  Ihave  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'T  is  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  tliat  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest  ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

156.  L.   M.  Merrick. 

Desire  of  Instruction.     Ps.  119. 

1  Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way  ! 
So  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 

By  thine  unerring  precepts  led, 
My  willing  feet  its  paths  shall  tread. 

2  Informed  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law  ; 
And,  with  celestial  wisdom  filled, 
To  thee  its  full  obedience  yield. 

10 


157.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  Give  me  to  know  thy  words  aright, 
-Thy  words,  my  soul's  supreme  delight ; 

That,  purged  from  thirst  of  gold,  my  mind 
In  them  its  better  wealth  may  find. 

4  O  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye  ! 

Thy  quickening  strength  to  me  supply  ; 
And  with  thy  promised  mercy  cheer 
A  heart  devoted  to  thy  fear. 


l07.  L.  JM.  6  1.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Word.      Ps.  56. 

1  Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord  ! 
To  praise  him  for  his  sacred  word, 

That  word,  like  manna,  sent  from  heaven, 

To  all  who  seek  it  freely  given  ; 

Its  promises  our  fears  remove, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  love. 

2  It  tells  us,  though  oppressed  with  cares, 
The  God  of  mercy  hears  our  prayers  ; 
Though  steep  and  rough  the  appointed  way, 
His  mighty  arm  shall  be  our  stay  ; 
Though  deadly  foes  assail  our  peace, 

His  power  shall  bid  their  malice  cease. 

3  It  tells  who  first  inspired  our  breath, 
And  who  redeemed  our  souls  from  death ; 
It  tells  of  grace,  grace  freely  given, 

And  shows  the  path  to  God  and  heaven. 
O  bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
For  all  the  treasures  of  his  word  ! 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  158,  159. 

158.  C^.   1V1.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest  !  God  of  grace  ! 

Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain  ; 
In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 
And  water,  too,  in  vain. 

2  May  no  vain  thoughts,  those  birds  of  prey, 

Defraud  us  of  our  gain  ; 
Nor  anxious  cares,  those  baleful  thorns, 
Choke  up  the  precious  grain. 

3  Ne'er  may  our  hearts  be  like  the  rock, 

Where  but  the  blade  can  spring, 
Which,  scorched  with  heat,  becomes  by  noon 
A  dead,  a  useless  thing. 

4  Let  not  the  joys  thy  gospel  gives 

A  transient  rapture  prove  ; 
Nor  may  the  world  by  smiles  and  frowns 
Our  faith  and  hope  remove. 

5  But  may  our  hearts,  like  fertile  soil, 

Receive  the  heavenly  word  ; 
So  shall  our  fair  and  ripened  fruits 
Their  hundred  fold  afford. 

159.        C.  M.        Heeer. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

1   O  God  !   by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 
By  whom  the  harvest  blest  ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast ;  — 


160,    161.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air  ; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply  ; 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

160.  C.  M.  Exeter  Col. 
Supplication  for  a  Blessing  on  the  Word. 

1  Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God,  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  the  heart, 
And  deep  its  truths  impress. 

2  O  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high, 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die  ! 

161.  CM.  C.Wesley. 
Heavenly  Bread. 

1  What  is  the  chaff,  the  word  of  man, 

When  set  against  the  wheat  ? 
Can  it  a  dying  soul  sustain, 
Like  that  immortal  meat  ? 

2  Thy  word,  O  God,  with  heavenly  bread 

The  children  doth  supply  ; 
And  those  who  by  thy  word  are  fed, 
Their  souls  shall  never  die. 


CHRIST  AND  CHRISTIANITY. 


162.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Day-spring  welcomed. 

1  Sons  of  men  !  behold  from  far, 
Hail  the  long-expected  star  ; 
Star  of  truth,  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guiding  devious  nature  right. 

2  Mild  it  shines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death  ; 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night, 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 

3  Nations  all,  remote  and  near  ! 
Haste  to  see  your  Lord  appear  ; 
Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare, 
Meet  him  manifested  there. 

4  There  behold  the  day-spring  rise, 
Pouring  light  on  mortal  eyes  ; 
See  it  chase  the  shades  away, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

163.        8  &  7s.  M.        Cawood. 

The  heavenly  Heralds  of  Peace. 

1   Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo  !  the  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 
10* 


164.  CHRIST    AND   CHRISTIANITY. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  : 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  mortals  ! 

Christ  the  Lord  is  born  to-day  ; 
Wide  he  opes  the  eternal  portals, 
Chasing  sin  and  death  away." 

4  Sons  of  men  !  repeat  the  story  ; 

Sing  the  gladness  of  his  birth  ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

1  04.  O.  JVl •  Anonymous. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply, 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm  ; 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  165. 

"Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 
Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  ; 

"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King  !  " 

Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 

Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 


IbO.  O.  lVl.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  guiding  Star. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray, 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed     * 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode  ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  God. 

3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey  ! 
Be  rugged  wilds  or  flowery  meads 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  ! 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


166.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

100.  O.  lVL.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Day-spring  from  on  High.     Ps.  130. 

1  Great  God  !  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark 

The  deeds  we  do  amiss, 
Before  thy  presence  who  could  stand  ? 

Who  claim  thy  promised  bliss  ? 
But  O  !   All-merciful  and  just  ! 

Thy  love  surpasseth  thought ; 
A  gracious  Saviour  hath  appeared, 

And  peace  and  pardon  brought. 

2  Thy  servants  in  the  temple  watched 

The  dawning  of  the  day, 
Impatient  with  its  earliest  beams 

Their  holy  vows  to  psfy  ; 
And  chosen  saints  far  off  beheld 

That  great  and  glorious  morn, 
When  the  glad  day-spring  from  on  high 

Auspiciously  should  dawn. 

3  On  us  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Its  brightest  beams  hath  poured  ; 
With  grateful  hearts  and  holy  zeal, 

Lord,  be  thy  love  adored  ; 
And  let  us  look  with  joyful  hope 

To  that  more  glorious  day 
Before  whose  brightness  sin  and  death 

And  grief  shall  flee  away. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.        167,  168. 

167.  Q.  M.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

The  Coming  of  the  Messiah. 

1  Hark  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes  ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  clouds  of  vice 

To  clear  the  darkened  mind, 
And,  from  on  high,  a  saving  light 
To  pour  upon  the  blind. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  heal, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

168.  (->.  M.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

The  Sufferings  of  Christ  foreshoion. 

1  The  Saviour  comes  !  no  outward  pomp 

Bespeaks  his  presence  nigh  ; 
No  earthly  beauty  shines  in  him, 
To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 

2  Fair  as  a  beauteous,  tender  flower 

Amidst  the  desert  grows, 
So,  slighted  and  despised  by  man, 
The  heavenly  Saviour  rose. 


169.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  Rejected  and  despised  by  men, 

Behold  a  man  of  woe  ! 
Grief  was  his  close  companion  still 
Through  all  his  life  below. 

4  Wronged  and  oppressed,  how  meekly  he 

In  patient  silence  stood  ! 
Mute  as  the  peaceful,  harmless  lamb, 
When  brought  to  shed  its  blood. 

5  'Midst  sinners  low  in  dust  he  lay  ; 

The  rich  a  grave  supplied  ; 
Unspotted  was  his  blameless  life  ; 
Unstained  by  sin  he  died. 

6  He  shall  his  friends  to  victory  lead, 

And  baffle  all  his  foes  ; 
Though  ranked  with  sinners  here  he  fell, 
A  conqueror  he  rose. 

169.  C.  M.  F.  Fletcher. 

The  Baptism  and  Inspiration  of  Jesus. 

1  In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness, 

Where  Jordan  rolls  his  flood, 
In  manners  strict,  and  rude  in  dress, 
The  holy  Baptist  stood. 

2  And  while  upon  the  river's  side 

The  people  thronged  to  hear, 
"  Repent  !  "  the  sacred  preacher  cried, 
"  The  heavenly  kingdom's  near  !  " 

3  Now  Jesus  to  the  stream  descends  ; 

His  feet  the  waters  lave  ; 
And  o'er  his  head,  that  humbly  bends, 
The  Baptist  pours  the  wave. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  170. 

4  When  lo  !  a  heavenly  form  appears, 

Descending  as  a  dove  ; 
And  wondrous  sounds  the  assembly  hears, 
Proclaiming  from  above  :  — 

5  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 

On  him  my  Spirit  rests  ; 
Now  is  his  reign  of  grace  begun  ; 
Attend  his  high  behests." 

6  The  sacred  voice  has  reached  our  ear, 

And  still  through  distant  lands 
Shall  sound,  till  all  his  name  revere, 
And  honor  his  commands. 

170.  S.  M.  Needham. 

Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  Righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed, 

On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  the  light  of  men  ! 
His  doctrine  life  imparts  ; 

O  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts  ! 


171,  172.        CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

5     Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 
Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  path,  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

171.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles.    Ps.  72. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Shall  chant  his  love  in  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

3  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

172.      L.  M.      heber. 

The  holy  Guest. 

1  Messiah  Lord  !  who,  wont  to  dwell 
In  lowly  guise  and  cottage  cell, 
Didst  not  refuse  a  guest  to  be 

At  Cana's  poor  festivity  ;  — 

2  O  when  our  soul  from  care  is  free, 
Then,  Saviour,  would  we  think  on  thee  ; 
And,  seated  at  the  festal  board, 

In  fancy's  eye  behold  the  Lord. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  173. 

Then  may  we  seem,  in  fancy's  ear, 
Thy  manna-dropping  tongue  to  hear, 
And  think,  if  now  his  searching  view 
Each  secret  of  bur  spirit  knew  ! 

So  shall  our  joy,  chastised  and  pure, 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  earth  endure  ; 
Nor  pleasure  in  the  wounded  mind 
Shall  leave  a  rankling  sting  behind. 


173.  7S.    M.  MlLMAN. 

"  Even  the  winds  and  the  sea  obey  him." 

Lord  !  thou  didst  arise  and  say 
To  the  troubled  waters,  "  Peace  !'' 
And  the  tempest  died  away  ; 
Down  they  sank,  the  foamy  seas  ; 
And  a  calm  and  heaving  sleep 
Spread  o'er  all  the  glassy  deep  ; 
All  the  azure  lake  serene 
Like  another  heaven  was  seen. 

Lord  !  thy  gracious  word  repeat 
To  the  billows  of  the  proud  ; 
Quell  the  tyrant's  martial  heat, 
Quell  the  fierce  and  changing  crowd. 
Then  the  earth  shall  find  repose 
From  its  restless  strife  and  woes  ; 
And  an  imaged  heaven  appear 
On  our  world  of  darkness  here. 


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174,  175.         CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

174.  C.  M.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Christ's  Invitation. 

1  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  mourn, 

With  guilt  and  fears  oppressed  ! 
Resign  to  me  the  willing  heart, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 

2  Take  up  my  yoke,  and  learn  of  me 

A  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
And  thus  your  weary,  troubled  souls 
Repose  and  peace  shall  find. 

3  For  light  and  gentle  is  my  yoke  ; 

The  burden  I  impose 
Shall  ease  the  heart  which  groaned  before 
Beneath  a  load  of  woes. 

175.  7S.   M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Invitations  of  Jesus. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  lone,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 

Ye,  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ;  — 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  176. 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 
In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  ! 
Who  the  spirit's  wounds  can  bear  ? 

5   Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


176.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Good  Shepherd  and  his  Flock. 

1  Green  pastures  and  clear  streams, 
Freedom  and  quiet  rest, 

Christ's  flock  enjoy,  beneath  his  beams, 
Or  in  his  shadow,  blest. 

2  Secure,  amidst  alarms, 
From  violence  or  snares, 

The  lambs  he  gathers  in  his  arms, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears. 

3  The  wounded  and  the  weak 
He  comforts,  heals,  and  binds  ; 

The  lost  he  came  from  heaven  to  seek, 
And  saves  them  when  he  finds. 

4  Conflicts  and  trials  done, 
His  glory  they  behold, 

Where  Jesus  and  his  flock  are  one, 
One  shepherd  and  one  fold. 


177,  178.         CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

177.  L.    M.  BOTVRING. 

Jesus  teaching  the  People. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest !  " 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher  !   we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust  ! 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

178.  L.  M.  Gregg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Scorned  be  the  thought  by  rich  and  poor  ; 
My  soul  shall  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I  've  no  sins  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  joys  to  crave, 
And  no  immortal  soul  to  save. 


CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY.  179. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Till  then  — nor  is  the  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  O  may  this  my  portion  be, 
That  Saviour  's  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

179.  L.  M.  Russell. 

"  That  ye  through  his  poverty  might  be  rich." 

1  O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 
The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 
Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air, 
And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest  ; 

The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 
Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head 
Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 
Why  seeks  he  not  the  pillowed  bed  ? 
Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest ; 
He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 
To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race  ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 

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180,  181.         CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

180.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"  It  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

1  When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove  ; 
That  thought,  frail  man,  thy  Maker  's  love. 

3  Blest  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven 
To  every  heart  in  sunder  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope  are  fled,  — 
"  Lo,  it  is  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  God  calms  the  tumult  of  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm  ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 

5  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  shuddering  nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  call  the  pious  dead,  — 

"  Lo,  it  is  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

181.  L.   M.  Doddridge. 

Christ  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1   To  thee,  O  God  !  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays  and  speaks  thy  name. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  182. 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  in  his  wings. 

3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine  ; 
Quickened  by  him,  our  souls  shall  live, 
And,  cheered  by  him,  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  O  may  his  glories  stand  confessed, 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west  ; 
Successful  may  his  gospel  run, 

Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun  ! 

182.  L.   M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

"  Behold  the  Man !  " 

1  Behold  the  man  !  how  glorious  he  ! 
Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed, 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  to  be  the  Son  of  God. 

2  Behold  the  man  !  by  all  condemned, 
Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes, 

His  person  and  his  claims  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  so  weak  he  seems, 
His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear  ; 

But  soon  must  he,  who  now  blasphemes. 
Before  his  judgment-seat  appear. 

4  Behold  the  man  !  though  scorned  below, 
He  bears  the  greatest  name  above  ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 

And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 


183,  184.         CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

183.  L.    M.  MlLMAN. 

Christ's  Entry  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 

Hark  !  all  the  tribes  "  Hosanna  !  "  cry  ; 

Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ! 

O  Christ  !  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 
Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ; 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son  ! 

184.        C.  M.        Cowper. 

Jesus  hasting  to  suffer. 

1  The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame 

Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When,  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest  ! 

2  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew  ; 
'T  was  love  that  urged  him  on. 


CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY.         185,  186. 

3  Lord  !   while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 
Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 


185.       7  &  8s.  M.  6  1.      milman. 

"  Lord !  that  I  may  receive  my  sight." 

1  Lord  !  we  sit  and  cry  to  thee, 

Like  the  blind  beside  the  way  ; 
Make  our  darkened  souls  to  see 

The  glory  of  thy  perfect  day  ; 
Do  thou  rebuke  our  sullen  night, 
And  give  thyself  unto  our  sight. 

2  Lord  !  we  do  not  ask  to  gaze 

On  our  dim  and  earthly  sun  ; 
But  the  light  that  still  shall  blaze 

When  every  star  its  course  hath  run  ; 
The  glory  of  thy  blest  abode, 
The  uncreated  light  of  God. 

186.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Miracles  in  Christ. 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

He  dies  !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises  !  and  appears  with  God  ; 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 


187.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart  ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 


187«  Li.  JYlt  Butcher. 

God's  Miracles  in  Christ. 

1  What  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove, 
Attest  his  heaven-derived  claim, 

And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

2  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 
He  pours  the  bright,  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers  ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 

5  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  Prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  188. 

188.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

"  With  his  stripes  we  are  healed." 

1  A  voice  upon  the  midnight  air, 
Where  Kedron's  moonlit  waters  stray, 
Weeps  forth  in  agony  and  prayer, 
uO  Father  !  take  this  cup  away  !  " 

2  Ah!  thou,  who  sorrowest  unto  death, 
We  conquer  in  thy  mortal  fray  ; 
And  earth,  for  all  her  children,  saith, 
uO  God  !  take  not  this  cup  away  !  " 

3  O  Lord  of  sorrow  !  meekly  die  ; 
Thou  'It  heal  or  hallow  all  our  woe  ; 
Thy  name  refresh  the  mourner's  sigh  ; 
Thy  peace  revive  the  faint  and  low. 

4  Great  Chief  of  faithful  souls  !  arise  ; 
None  else  can  lead  the  martyr  band, 
Who  teach  the  brave  how  peril  flies, 
When  Faith,  unarmed,  uplifts  the  hand. 

5  O  King  of  earth  !  the  cross  ascend  ; 
O'er  climes  and  ages  't  is  thy  throne  ; 
Where'er  thy  fading  eye  may  bend, 
The  desert  blooms  and  is  thine  own. 

6  Thy  parting  blessing,  Lord,  we  pray  ; 
Make  but  one  fold  below,  above  ; 
And  when  we  go  the  last,  lone  way, 
O  give  the  welcome  of  thy  love  ! 


189.  CHRIST    AND   CHRISTIANITY. 

189.  7s.  jVI.  Montgomery. 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power  ! 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 
Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour. 
Turn  not  from  his  grief  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall  ; 
View  the  Lord  of  Life  arraigned  ; 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall  ! 

O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss, 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 
There,  submissive  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 
Love's  own  sacrifice  complete  ; 

u  It  is  finished  !  "  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  ; 
Who  hath  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  he  seeks  the  skies  ; 
Thither  learn  of  him  to  rise. 


CHRIST   AND   CHRISTIANITY.        190,  191. 

190.       C.    M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Redemption  by  the  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross, 

A  spectacle  of  woe  ! 
See  from  his  agonizing  wounds 
The  blood  incessant  flow  ;  — 

2  Till  death's  pale  "ensigns  o'er  his  cheek 

And  trembling  lips  are  spread  ; 
Till  light  forsakes  his  closing  eyes, 
And  life  his  drooping  head. 

3  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  was  his  latest  voice  ; 

These  sacred  accents  o'er, 
He  bowed  his  head,  gave  up  the  ghost, 
And  suffered  pain  no  more. 

4  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  ritual  worship  ends, 

And  gospel  ages  run  ; 
All  old  things  now  are  passed  away, 
A  new  world  is  begun. 

191.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Attraction  of  the  Cross. 

1  Behold  the  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 

Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony  ! 

2  We  see,  and  we  admire, 
Tn  sympathy  of  love  ; 

We  feel  the  strong  attractive  power, 
To  lift  our  souls  above. 
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192.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 
Let  all  the  earth  combine, 

With  cheerful  ardor,  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

4  In  him  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  his  griefs  alone, 

But  from  his  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  his  triumphant  throne. 

192.         L.  M.  61.  Hebek's  Hymks. 

The  Cross. 

1  Despised  is  the  man  of  grief, 
Rejected  and  denied  belief, 

By  them  whose  sorrows  he  hath  worn, 

For  whom  he  bears  the  bitter  scorn, 

The  shameful  robe,  the  scourge,  the  thorn. 

2  All  we,  like  sheep,  have  gone  astray, 
And  turned  aside  from  wisdom's  way  ; 
But  he  the  path  of  death  hath  trod, 
And  humbly  kissed  affliction's  rod, 
To  lead  our  stricken  souls  to  God. 

3  O  let  us  cast  each  vice  away, 
Beneath  the  cross  each  passion  lay  ; 
With  contrite  heart  and  weeping  eye 
Behold  the  Saviour  lifted  high, 
And  every  sin  and  folly  fly  ! 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.         193,   194. 

193.       8  &  7s.  M.       Bo  wring. 

The  Cross. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

194.  7S.    M.  CoLLYER. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1   Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb  ; 
Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ; 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies  ; 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 


195,   196.         CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  Christians  !  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye,  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ! 
So  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

195.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Rising  with  Christ. 

1  Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know  ! 

If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are,  » 

Superior  to  the  joys  below, 
His  resurrection's  power  declare. 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove  ; 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  seek  the  glorious  things  above, 
And  follow  Christ,  your  Head,  to  heaven. 

3  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  concealed, 
Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies  ; 
And  glorious  as  your  Head  revealed, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 

196.  CM.  Watts.     O.  Col. 

Hope  of  Heaven  by  Christ's  Resurrection. 

1   Blest  be  the  everlasting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 
His  majesty  adored. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  197. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  raised  his  Son 

And  called  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  steadfast  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  bodies  all  must  die 

And  moulder  back  to  dust  ? 
Yet  as  our  great  Exemplar  rose, 
So  all  his  brethren  must. 

4  There  's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserved  against  that  day  ; 
'T  is  uncorrupted,  undefined, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 

197.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  Ho s anna  to  the  Prince  of  Light, 

Who,  clothed  in  mortal  clay, 
Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away  ! 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  King  of  Dread, 

Since  Christ,  our  brother,  rose  ; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoiled  our  deadliest  foes. 

3  See,  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  Ye  angels  !  strike  your  loudest  strings  ; 

Your  sweetest  anthems  raise ; 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things 
Sound  the  Redeemer's  praise. 

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198,   199.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

198.  C.  M.  Breviary. 

tJ  Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God." 

1  Messiah  now  is  gone  before 

To  the  blest  realms  of  light  ; 
O  thither  may  our  spirits  soar, 
And  wing  their  upward  flight  ! 

2  Lord  !  make  us  to  those  joys  aspire, 

That  spring  from  love  to  thee, 
That  pass  the  carnal  heart's  desire, 
And  faith  alone  can  see. 

3  To  guide  us  to  thy  glories,  Lord, 

To  lift  us  to  the  sky, 
O  may  thy  Spirit  still  be  poured 
Upon  us  from  on  high  ! 

lyy.  x.  1V1.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Holy  Spirit,  the  Comforter. 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed, 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 


CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY.  200. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace  ! 

Our  weakness,  pitying,  see  ; 
O  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee ! 

200.        C.  M.        Heber. 

For  the  Day  of  Pentecost,  or  Whitsunday. 

1  Spirit  of  truth  !    on  this  thy  day 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 
Of  dark  mortality. 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more  ; 
Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 
In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

4  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

111  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou,  in  dark  temptation's  hour, 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 


201,  202.         CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

5  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near. 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

6  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  power  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

201.  S.   M.  Episcopal  Col. 

Gospel  Invitations. 

1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  !" 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  !" 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !  " 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 
O  let  him  freely  come, 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ! 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

202.  S.   M.  Watts. 

The  Voice  of  glad  Tidings. 

1      How  beautiful  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  203. 

2     How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

3  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light  ! 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

4  Christians  !  unite  your  voice, 
And  cheerful  notes  employ  ; 

Let  the  glad  tidings  swell  your  songs, 
Till  heathens  learn  the  joy. 

203.       C.   M.  Mrs.  Barbauld.    O.  Col. 

Christ's  Precepts  of  Love. 

1  Behold,  where,  breathing  love  divine, 

Our  dying  Master  stands  ; 
His  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2  From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell  ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave 
Became  its  author  well. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain  ;  — 

4  "  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel  ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 


204.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

5  ct  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

6  "  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love." 

204.       C.  M.  Enfield. 

.  Example  of  Christ. 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach,  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said. 
u  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  ; 

His  image  may  we  bear  ; 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  205,  206. 

205.        C.   M.  Beddome. 

Example  of  Christ, 

1  As  Christ  hath  done,  so  would  we  do, 

Sustained  by  heavenly  grace  ; 
In  duties,  and  in  sufferings  too, 
His  steps  we  fain  would  trace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  't  was  his  delight 

To  do  his  Father's  will  ; 
May  the  same  zeal  our  souls  excite 
His  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Meekness,  humility,  and  love 

Through  all  his  conduct  shine  ; 

0  may  our  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

206.      L.  M.  Watts. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  ! 

1  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 


207.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
That  God,  in  heaven,  may  find  in  me 
A  soul  prepared  to  dwell  with  thee. 


207.       L.  M.  Steele. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be, 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife. 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  minds, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  Heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight  ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
O,  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name 
Let  his  divine  example  move  ! 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  208,  209. 

208.        L.    M.  Bache. 

"  Greater  love  hath  no  man  than  this." 

1  "See  how  he  loved,"  exclaimed  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell  ; 

My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues, 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  loved,  who  travelled  on, 
Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies  ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  begone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who,  firm,  yet  mild, 
Patient  endured  the  scoffing  tongue  ; 
Though  oft  provoked,  he  ne'er  reviled, 
Or  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

4  See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 
From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death  ; 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

5  Such  love  can  we  unmoved  survey  ? 

0  may  our  breast  with  ardor  glow,     " 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affection  show ! 

209.  L.   M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  primitive  Church. 

1  Happy  the  souls  who  first  believed, 
To  Jesus  and  each  other  cleaved, 
Joined  by  the  Spirit  from  above 

In  blessed  fellowship  of  love. 
13 


210.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  On  God  they  cast  their  every  care, 
Sheltered  beneath  the  wings  of  prayer  ; 
They  joyfully  conspired  to  raise 
Their  ceaseless  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  O  what  an  age  of  golden  days  ! 
O  what  a  choice  and  holy  race  ! 
They  all  were  of  one  heart  and  soul, 
And  only  love  inspired  the  whole. 

4  Ye  different  sects,  who  all  declare, 

"Loj  here  is  Christ !  "  or,  "Christ  is  there  !  " 
Your  claim,  alas  !  ye  cannot  prove, 
Ye  want  the  genuine  mark  of  love. 

5  Scattered,  O  Lord,  thy  servants  roam, 
Till  to  thy  fold  thou  call  them  home, 
Drawn  by  the  music  of  thy  name, 
And  charmed  into  a  beauteous  frame. 

6  Unite  all  souls  that  look  to  thee 
In  bonds  of  perfect  charity  ; 
Greatest  of  gifts,  thy  love  impart, 
And  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart. 

210.  10S.  M.  Beard's  Col. 

Christian  Unity. 

1  Restore,  O  Father,  to  our  times  restore 
The  peace  which  filled  thine  infant  church  of  yore ; 
Ere  lust  of  power  had  sown  the  seeds  of  strife, 
And  quenched  the  new-born  charities  of  life. 

2  O  never  more  may  differing  judgments  part 
From  kindly  sympathy  a  brother's  heart  ! 
But,  linked  in  one,  believing  thousands  kneel, 
And  share  with  each  the  sacred  joy  they  feel. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.         211,212. 

3  From  soul  to  soul,  quick  as  the  sunbeam's  ray, 
Let  concord  spread  one  universal  day  ; 
And  faith  by  love  lead  all  mankind  to  thee, 
Parent  of  peace,  and  Fount  of  harmony  ! 

211.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

The  Communion  of  Saints. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  O  God  !  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


212.  L.  M.  Butcher. 

Final  Acceptance  of  all  the  Righteous. 

1   From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 
Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest  ; 
From  every  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heaven  a  common  home. 


213.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  In  one  immortal  throng  we  view 
Pagan  and  Christian,  Greek  and  Jew  ; 
But,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  only  God  they  now  adore. 

3  Howe'er  divided  here  below, 

One  bliss,  one  spirit,  now  they  know  ; 
Though  some  jpe'er  heard  of  Jesus1  name 
Yet  God  accepts  their  honest  aim. 

4  On  earth,  according  to  their  light, 
They  aimed  to  practise  what  was  right  ; 
Thus  all  their  errors  are  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  welcomes  them  to  heaven. 

213.       L.  M.      gaskell. 

The  Light  of  the  Gospel  on  the  Tomb. 

1  Dark,  dark  indeed  the  grave  would  be, 
Had  we  no  light,  O  God,  from  thee  ; 

If  all  we  saw  were  all  we  knew, 
Or  hope  from  reason  only  grew. 

2  But  fearless  now  we  rest  in  faith, 
A  holy  life  makes  happy  death  ; 

'T  is  but  a  change  ordained  by  thee, 
To  set  the  imprisoned  spirit  free. 

3  Sad,  sad  indeed  't  would  be  to  part 
From  those  who  long  had  shared  our  heart, 
If  thou  hadst  left  us  still  to  fear 
Love's  only  heritage  was  here. 

4  But  calmly  now  we  see  them  go 
From  out  this  world  of  pain  and  wToe  ; 
We  follow  to  a  home  on  high, 
Where  pure  affections  never  die. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.  214. 

214.  7  &,  6S.  M.  Montgomery. 

"  All  nations  shall  call  him  blessed."     Ps.  72. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed  ! 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth  ; 
And  joy  and  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth.  ' 

Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go  ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  Through  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend, 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  mountain  dew  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

4  For  he  shall  have  dominion 

O'er  river,  sea,  and  shore, 
Far  as  the  eagle's  pinion 

Or  dove's  light  wing  can  soar. 
13* 


215.  CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

The  tide  of  time  shall  never 
His  covenant  remove  ; 

His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 
His  great,  best  name,  of  love. 


215.  H.  M.       Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

Fruitful  Shoicers  Emblems  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  snow, 
And  the  diffusive  rain  ; 

To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again  ; 

But  waters  earth 

Through  every  pore, 

And  calls  forth  all 

Her  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green, 
The  hills  and  valleys  shine  ; 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  Providence  Divine  ; 

The  harvest  bows 
Its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed 
Of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  ; 

Millions  of  souls 
Shall  feel  its  power, 
And  bear  it  down 
To  millions  more." 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY.         216,  217. 

216.  L.   M.         Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Excellency  and  final  Success  of  the  Gospel.     Ps,  19. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 

But  in  the  volume  of  thy  word 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

3  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

4  O  may  his  noonday  glory  rise, 

To  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light ! 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise,  ^ 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

5  Thy  richest  mercy  here  we  view, 

In  hearts  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Forgive  our  sins,  our  hearts  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  our  guide  to  heaven. 

217.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Church's  Safety  and  Triumph.     Ps.  46. 

1   Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world  ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 


218.  CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar  ; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  our  raging  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

218.  7s.  JV1.  61.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Future  Glory  of  the  Church.     Ps.  67. 

1  On  thy  church,  O  Power  Divine  ! 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine  ; 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star  ; 
Till  her  sons,  from  zone  to  zone, 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land  ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 


HUMAN  DUTY  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  MIND. 


219.  C.  M.  Burns. 

The  Penitent's  Cry  for  Mercy. 

1  O  thou  unknown,  almighty  Cause 

Of  all  my  hope  and  fear ; 
In  whose  dread  presence,  ere  an  hour, 
Perhaps  I  may  appear  !  — 

2  If  I  have  wandered  in  those  paths 

Of  life  I  ought  to  shun  ; 
As  something,  loudly,  in  my  breast, 
Remonstrates  I  have  done  ;  — 

3  Thou  know'st  that  thou  hast  formed  me 

With  passions  wild  and  strong  ; 
And  listening  to  their  tempting  voice 
Has  often  led  me  wrong. 

4  Where  human  weakness  has  come  short, 

Or  frailty  stepped  aside, 
Do  thou,  All-Good,  for  such  thou  art, 
In  shades  of  darkness  hide. 

5  Where  with  intention  I  have  erred, 

No  other  plea  I  have 
But  thou  art  good  ;  and  goodness  still 
Delighteth  to  forgive. 


220,  221.    SELF-ABASEMENT  AND  PENITENCE. 

220.  L.  JVI.  From  the  German. 

Submissive  Prayer  fur  Grace. 

1  My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies  ; 
To  thee,  its  source,  my  spirit  flies  ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see  ; 

0  let  thy  presence  set  me  free  ! 

2  In  life's  short  day  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore  ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  thee, 

My  foot  stand  firm,  from  wandering  free. 

•    3  Take  full  possession  of  my  heart  ; 
The  lowly  mind  of  Christ  impart  ; 

1  still  will  wait,  O  Lord,  on  thee, 
Till,  in  thy  light,  the  light  I  see. 

4  One  only  care  my  soul  should  know, 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do  ; 
Ah  !  deep  engrave  it  on  my  breast, 
That  I  in  thee  alone  am  blest. 


221.  JL.   M.  Sterling,  altered. 

Efficacy  of  Repentance. 

1  Yes  !  prayer  is  strong,  and  God  is  good  ; 
Man  is  not  made  for  endless  ill  ; 

The  offending  soul,  in  darkest  mood, 
Hath  yet  a  hope,  a  refuge  still. 

2  Repentance  clothes  in  grass  and  flowers 
The  grave  in  which  the  past  is  laid  ; 
And  near  to  faith's  old  minster  towers 
The  Cross  lights  up  the  ghostly  shade. 


SELF-ABASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE.  222. 

3  Around  its  foot,  the  shapes  of  fear, 
Whose  eyes  the  sinner's  heart  appall, 
As  sister  suppliants,  thrill  the  ear 
With  cries  that  loud  for  mercy  call. 

4  Thou,  God,  wilt  hear  ;  thy  pangs  are  meant 
To  heal  the  spirit,  not  destroy  ; 

And  fell  remorse,  for  chastening  sent, 
When  thou  commandest,  works  for  joy. 

222.  L.  M.  Salisbury  Col.  O.  Col. 

The  Blessedness  of  true  Penitence.      Ps.  32. 

1  Beyond  expression  blest  is  he 
Whose  numerous  sins  are  covered  o'er  ; 
The  humble  soul  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  his  guilty  deeds  no  more. 

2  He  mourns  his  sinful  follies  past, 

And  keeps  his  heart  with  constant  care  ; 
His  lips  and  life,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  his  penitence  sincere. 

3  The  man,  who  hides  his  conscious  guilt, 
Shall  pine  beneath  a  secret  wound  ; 
But  he,  who  owns  and  leaves  his  faults, 
With  peace  and  pardon  shall  be  crowned. 

4  The  Lord  hath  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
Free  to  dispense  his  mercies  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  his  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 


223,  224.    SELF-ABASEMENT  AND  PENITENCE. 

223.  7S.  M.  J.Taylor. 

Sins  confessed  and  mourned. 

1  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love  ! 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  song  ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  every  face, 
Penitence  on  every  tongue. 

2  Sins  and  follies  long  indulged, 
Talents  wasted,  time  misspent  ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent  ;  — 

3  Foolish  fears,  and  fond  desires. 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ;  — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 
Filled  with  grief  and  shame,  we  own  ; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy  !   God  of  grace  ! 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs  ; 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs  ! 

224.       L.  M.       beddome. 

Inconstancy  lamented. 

1    The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind  ; 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 


SELF-ABASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE.  225. 

2  But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  star, 
Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear  ; 

Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same  ; 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

4  With  contrite  hearts,  Lord,  vwe  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness  ; 

When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be, 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  thee  ? 

225.  L.   M.  Watts. 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon.     Ps.  51. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord  !   O  Lord,  forgive  ! 
Let  thy  repenting  suppliant  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  sins  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ! 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  Yet,  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

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1226,  227.    SELF-ABASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE. 

226.  C.  M.  Breviary. 

The  true  Penitent. 

1  O  sinner  !  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer  ; 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  beat  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  uplifted  rod  ! 

4  O  righteous  Judge  !  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

2i*2i  l  .  Kj,    1V1.  MlDDLETON. 

Desire  of  Self-consecration. 

1  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed  ; 
While  time  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 


SELF-AEASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE.    228,  229 


3  Yet,  holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  this  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer  ; 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  best  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O  speed  my  soul  to  thee  ! 

228.       L.  M.  6  1.       heber. 

Seeking  Refuge. 

1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here  ; 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain, 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain  ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost  ; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

229.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Preparation  of  the  Heart. 

1   Lord  !   teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 


230.  SELF-ABASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

3  God  of  all  grace  !  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give,  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see, 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts  ;  — 

4  Give  deep  humility  ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ;  — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  — and  then  thy  will  be  done  ; 

Thus,  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

2i30.  Li,  1VI.  Montgomery, 

The  Soul  returning  to  God. 

1  Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest  ! 
From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares  ; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements,  toils,  and  snares, 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul  ! 

From  all  the  wanderings  of  thy  thought  ; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole  ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 


SELF-ABASEMENT    AND    PENITENCE.  231. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return  ! 
From  passions  every  hour  at  strife  ; 
Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn  ; 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest  ;  —  with  heart  inclined 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest  ;  —  with  lowly  mind 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


23  1 .  O.  lVl.         Doddridge. 

Salvation  only  in  God. 

1  How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 

Our  flattering  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  ? 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought, 
While  our  eternal  Rock  we  shun, 
And  spend  our  strength  for  nought  ? 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view  ; 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 

With  gentle  pity  see  ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct, 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  thee. 

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232,  233.    SELF-ABASEMENT  AND  PENITENCE. 

232.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Forgiveness  of  Sin  upon  Confession.     Ps.  32. 

1  O  blessed  souls  are  they 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er  ! 

Divinely  blest  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  "While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 

Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee,    . 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray  ;  • 
Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 

Our  help,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

233.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Carter.    O.  Col. 

Mercy  of  God  to  the  Penitent. 

1  O  Thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat, 

Who  dost  our  cares  control  ! 
Look  down,  and  with  thy  smile  of  peace 
Revive  the  fainting  soul. 

2  Did  ever  thy  relenting  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  misery  sigh, 
Or  supplicate,  in  vain  ? 


SELF-ABASEMENT   AND   PENITENCE.  234. 

3  Oppressed  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolved 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

4  New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 

Our  sinking  hearts  receive  ; 
Thy  gentlest,  best-loved  attribute, 
To  pity  and  forgive. 

5  From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  her  soft  and  cheering  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

6  Our  hearts  adore  thy  mercy,  Lord, 

And  bless  the  friendly  ray 
Which  ushers  in  the  smiling  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

234.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Vain  Repentance. 

1  Times  without  number  have  I  prayed, 

"  This  only  once  forgive  !  " 
Relapsing  when  thy  hand  was  stayed, 
And  suffered  me  to  live. 

2  Yet  now  the  kingdom  of  thy  peace, 

Lord,  to  my  heart  restore  ; 
Forgive  my  vain  repentances, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


235,  236.  SELF-DEDICATION    TO    GOD. 

235.       7s.  M.       guiox. 

The  Waverers  Prayer. 

1  Source  of  love,  and  light  of  day  ! 
Tear  me  from  myself  away  ; 
Every  view  and  thought  of  mine 
Cast  into  the  mould  of  thine. 

2  Can  I  grieve  thee,  whom  I  love, — 
Thee,  in  whom  I  live  and  move  ? 
If  my  sorrow  touch  thee  still, 
Save  me  from  so  great  an  ill. 

3  Still  I  choose  thee,  —  follow  still 
Every  notice  of  thy  will  ; 

But  unstable,  strangely  weak, 
Still  let  go  the  good  1  seek. 

4  Thee  relinquished,  how  we  roam, 
Feel  our  way,  and  leave  our  home  ! 
Thou  alone  our  comfort  art, 
Strengthener  of  the  trembling  heart  ! 

236.         C.  M.        Wreford. 

For  Increase  of  Faith. 

1  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight  ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 


SELF-DEDICATION    TO    GOD.  237. 

3  Lord  !   I  believe  ;  but  thou  dost  know 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Pity  my  frailty, .and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes  !  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief ; 
Lord  !  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow  ; 
Help  thou  my  unbelief. 

2iS7,        O.  iM.       Cowper. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

3  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest  ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

4  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

5  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


238,  239.  SELF-DEDICATION    TO    GOD. 

238.  Li.  JM.  Doddridge. 

Service  of  G(M. 

1  My  gracious  God  !  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay  ; 

And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates,  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
Thy  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend  ? 

3  Thy  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more  ; 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
Thy  love  hath  animating  power. 

239.  L.   M.  C.  Wesley. 

Self-dedication. 

1  Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go, 
My  daily  labor  to  pursue  ; 

Thee,  ever  thee,  resolved  to  know, 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  The  task  thy  wisdom  hath  assigned 
O  let.  me  cheerfully  fulfil  ! 

In  all  my  wTorks  thy  presence  find, 
And  prove  thy  wise  and  welcome  will. 

3  Thee  may  I  set  at  my  right  hand, 
Whose  eyes  my  inmost  spirit  see  ; 
And  labor  on  at  thy  command, 
And  offer  all  my  works  to  thee. 


SELF-DEDICATION    TO    GOD.  240,  241 

4  For  thee  delightfully  employ 

Whate'er  thy  bounteous  grace  hath  given  ; 
And  run  my  course  with  even  joy, 
And  closely  walk  with  thee  to  heaven. 

240.  L.    M.    6  1.  J.  QuARLES. 

Self-abandonment  to  God. 

1  Fountain  of  light  and  living  breath, 
Whose  mercies  never  fail  nor  fade  ! 
Fill  us  with  life  that  hath  no  death, 
Fill  us  with  light  that  hath  no  shade  ; 
Appoint  the  remnant  of  our  days 

To  see  thy  power  and  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Lord  God  of  gods,  before  whose  throne 
Stand  storms  and  fire  !  O  what  shall  we 
Return  to  Heaven  that  is  our  own, 
When  all  the  world  belongs  to  thee  ? 
We  have  no  offering  to  impart 

But  praises  and  a  wounded  heart. 

3  Great  God,  whose  kingdom  hath  no  end, 
Into  whose  secrets  none  can  dive, 
Whose  mercy  none  can  apprehend, 
Whose  justice  none  can  feel,  and  live  ! 
What  our  weak  minds  cannot  aspire 

To  know,  Lord,  teach  us  to  admire. 

241.  S.  M.  Moravian. 

Self-abandonment  to  God. 

1      Lord  !  bring  me  to  resign 
My  doubting  heart  to  thee  ; 
And,  whether  cheerful  or  distressed, 
Thine,  thine  alone  to  be. 


242.  SELF-DEDICATION    TO    GOD. 

2  My  only  aim  be  this, — 
Thy  purpose  to  fulfil, 

In  thee  rejoice  with  all  my  strength, 
And  do  thy  holy  will. 

3  Lord  !  thine  all-seeing  eye 
Keeps  watch  with  sleepless  care  ; 

Thy  great  compassion  never  fails  ; 
Thou  hear'st  my  needy  prayer. 

4  O  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love  ! 

242.  C.  M.  Exeter  Col. 

Resignation  to  the  Divine  Will. 

1  In  all  thy  dealings,  gracious  God  ! 

I  own  thy  sovereign  power  ; 
And  humbly  kiss  thy  chastening  rod, 
In  sorrow's  darkest  hour. 

2  For  sore  affliction's  sharpest  sting 

In  mercy  oft  is  given, 
Our  thoughtless,  erring  steps  to  bring 
The  safest  road  to  heaven. 

3  Alike  thy  providence  supplies 

Each  blessing  which  we  share  ; 
Though  clouds  obscure  our  morning  skies, 
The  evening  may  be  fair. 

4  Since,  then,  our  lot  of  good  or  ill 

Is  sent  with  wise  design, 
I  '11  bow  submissive  to  thy  will, 
And  grateful  make  it  mine. 


RETIREMENT    AND    PRAYER.         243,  244, 

5   To  thee,  my  God,  resigned  I  pray, 
Whate'er  the  path  may  be  ; 
O  guide  my  feet  that  peaceful  way 
Which  leads  to  heaven  and  thee  ! 

243.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

1  My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

Thy  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  T  find. 

244.       C.  M.       cowper. 

Religious  Retirement. 

1   Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 
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245.  RETIREMENT    AND   PRAYER. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  •those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  presence  cheer  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life  ! 

Thou  source  of  light  divine  ! 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 

My  Father  ! — thou  art  mine. 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love 

A  boundless,  endless  store,  — 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

^40.  Ly.  iVl.  Montgomery. 

What  is  Prayer  ? 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 


RETIREMENT    AND   PRAYER.  246. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer- is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  in  the  hour  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays  !  " 

6  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ! 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

246.  C  M.  Anonymous. 

Secret  Prayer. 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessings  she  desires  ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  love,  celestial  love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Heard  by  no  human  ear, 
When  God  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 


247,  248-  EARLY   RELIGION. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend  ; 
All  utterance  faileth  there  ; 
But  sainted  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

247.  L.  M.  6  1.  E.  Taylor. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator ,  tcklle  the  evil  days  come  not." 

1  Truly  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet, 
And  sweet  it  is  to  see  the  sun  ; 

But,  cheerful  though  the  hours  may  fleet, 
And  years  pass  gayly  one  by  one, 
O  blot  not,  reckless,  from  thy  mind 
The  thought  of  darker  days  behind  ! 

2  Rejoice,  O  child  of  mortal  birth  ! 
In  all  the  pride  of  youth  rejoice  ; 
And  let  the  beauteous  things  of  earth 
Allure  thine  eye,  invite  thy  choice  ; 
Yet  know,  for  blessings  freely  given, 
Thine  is  a  large  account  with  Heaven. 

3  And  O  remember,  ere  the  day, 
The  evil  day,  of  grief  shall  come, 
When  all  the  joy  is  passed  away, 

And  nought  is  left  but  gathering  gloom, — 
Remember,  ere  thy  pleasures  pall, 
Him  first  and  last,  who  gave  them  all  ! 

248.  O.  lM.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator,"  fyc. 

1   In  life's  gay  morn,  when  sprightly  youth 
With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
Which  beauty  can  disclose, — 


EARLY    RELIGION.  249. 

2  Deep  on  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
And  character  engraved. 

3  For  soon  the  shades  of  grief  shall  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways. 

4  Soon  shall  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age 

In  mournful  groans  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 

249.  C.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Advantage  of  early  Religion. 

1  Happy  is  he  whose  early  years 

Receive  instruction  well  ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God, 

'T  is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  5T  is  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin 
Are  hardened  in  their  crimes. 

4  'T  will  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares, 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  strong. 
15* 


250,  251.  EARLY    RELIGION. 


250.  C.  M.  Gibbons.    O.  Col. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator"  fyc. 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
•        The  summons  to  the  tomb  ;  — 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  ; 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

251.        C.  M.        Heber. 

Early  Religion. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  opward  drawn  to  God  ! 


CHRISTIAN    ENDEAVOUR.  252. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath  ! 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

252.  C.    M.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  my  soul  !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ;  — 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


253,  254,  CHRISTIAN    ENDEAVOUR. 

253.  L.  M.  Barbauld.    O.  Col. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  Awake,  my  soul  !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host  ; 
Awake,  my  soul  !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

3  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all  ;  guard  every  part  ; 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

4  Come,  then,  my  soul  !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  the  armour  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell  ; 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here  ;  — 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

254.  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Wisdom  and  Virtue  sovght  from  God. 

1   Assist  us,  Lord  !  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree  ; 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 


CHRISTIAN    ENDEAVOUR.  255. 

2  Our  moral  freedom  to  maintain, 
Bid  passion  serve,  and  reason  reign, 
Self-poised,  and  independent  still 
On  this  world's  varying  good  or  ill. 

3  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim  ; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

4  O  Father  !  grace  and  virtue  grant  ; 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want  ; 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  —  is  bliss  above. 


255.  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Watching,  Prayer,  and  Perseverance. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have  ; 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 

A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 

To  serve  the  present  age  ; 

My  calling  to  fulfil  ; 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will  ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 

And,  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give  ! 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 


256,  257.  CHRISTIAN    ENDEAVOUR. 

256.  L.  M.  Steele.    O.  Col. 

The  Christian's  Resolution. 

1  Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  still  remain 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  we  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  we  resolve,  with  all  our  heart, 
With  all  our  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  service  all  our  joy  ! 
Around  let  our  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  our  soul, 
Our  solemn,  our  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  we  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  ! 
Great  God  !  accept  our  soul's  desire, 
And  give  us  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

257.  L.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

Holiness  essential  to  a  Christian  Character. 

1    So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 


CHRISTIAN    ENDEAVOUR.  258. 

2  Then  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  our  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

258.       L.  M.       roscoe. 

The  Christian  Pilgrimage  and  Warfare. 

1  Go,  suffering  habitant  of  earth  ! 
Go,  conscious  of  thy  heaverify  birth, 
And,  'midst  the  storms  that  round  thee  rise, 
Retrace  thy  journey  to  the  skies. 

2  What  though  the  wild  winds  rage  around  ? 
Thou  wilt  not  tremble  at  the  sound  ; 
What  though  the  waters  o'er  thee  roll  ? 
They  touch  not  thine  immortal  soul. 

3  See  where,  arrayed  on  either  hand, 
The  direful  train  of  passions  stand  ; 
See  hatred,  envy,  bar  thy  way, 

And  foes  more  dangerous  still  than  they. 

4  But,  robed  in  innocence  and  truth, 
Thou  from  temptation  guard  thy  youth, 
And  from  thy  vestment's  sacred  bound 
Shake  the  dread  fiends  that  cling  around. 


>y.  THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER. 

5  Against  thee  though  they  all  conspire, 
With  taunt  and  threat,  and  flood  and  fire, 
Thou  all  their  empty  rage  disdain, 
That  raves,  and  burns,  and  rolls  in  vain. 

6  Go,  with  pure  heart  and  steadfast  eyes, 
Till  on  thee  that  bright  morn  shall  rise 
That  gives  thee  to  thy  blest  abode, 
To  rest  for  ever  with  thy  God. 

259.       C.  M.       barbaut.d. 

"  Ye  are  the  salt  of  the  earths 

1  Salt  of  the  earth,  ye  virtuous  (ew^ 

Who  season  human  kind  ! 
Light  of  the  world,  whose  cheering  ray 
Illumes  the  realms  of  mind  !  — 

2  Where  misery  spreads  her  deepest  shade, 

Your  strong  compassion  glows  ; 
From  your  blest  lips  the  balm  distils 
That  softens  mortal  woes. 

3  By  dying  beds,  in  prison  glooms, 

Your  frequent  steps  are  found  ; 
Angels  of  love,  you  hover  near 
To  bind  the  stranger's  wound. 

4  As  down  the  summer  stream  of  vice 

The  thoughtless  many  glide, 
Upward  you  steer  your  steady  bark, 
And  stem  the  rushing  tide. 

5  You  lift  on  high  the  warning  voice, 

When  public  ills  prevail  ; 
Yours  is  the  writing  on  the  wall 
That  turns  the  tyrant  pale. 


* 


THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER.  260. 

Proceed  ;  your  race  of  glory  run  ; 

Your  virtuous  toils  endure  ; 
You  come  commissioned  from  on  high, 

And  your  reward  is  sure. 


260.       S.   M.  Montgomery. 

"  So  is  the  kingdom  of  God  as  if  a  man  should  cast  seed 
into  the  ground." 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Beside  all  waters  sow, 
The  highway  furrows  stock, 

Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground 
Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 

O'er  hill  and  dale,  by  plots,  't  is  found  ; 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere. 

4  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

5  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

16 


261,262.         THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER. 

261.  P.M.  Wesley's  Col. 

True  Wisdom. 

1  Be  ours  man's  highest  wisdom  here, 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  sense  may  we  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  O  may  we  still  from  sin  depart  ! 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Father,  to  us  be  given  ; 
And  let  us,  through  thy  Spirit,  know 
To  glorify  our  God  below, 

And  find  our  way  to  heaven. 


262.  C.  M.  Smart. 

Prayer  for  Prudence  and  Wisdom. 

1  Father  of  light  !  conduct  our  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Us  nearer  to  our  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  our  guide  ; 

And,  when  we  go  astray, 
Recall  our  feet  from  folly's  path 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  us  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  our  end  in  sight ; 
And,  while  we  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  us  right  ;  — 


THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER.      263,  264. 

4   Till  it  shall  lead  us  to  thvself, 
Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  our  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

263.        S.  M.       Keble. 

The  Pure  in  Heart. 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  their  God  ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 
He  doth  himself  impart  ; 

And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Doth  choose  the  pure  in  heart. 

264.  CM.  E.Taylor. 

"  The  pure  in  heart  shall  see  God." 

1  Who  shall  behold  the  King  of  kings 

In  his  fair  dwelling-place  ? 
Who  shall  ascend  on  seraph-wings, 
And  see  him  face  to  face  ? 

2  He,  the  foundations  of  whose  hope 

In  humble  thoughts  are  laid  ; 
Who  still  with  cheerful  faith  looks  up 
For  pardon  and  for  aid. 

3  Who  hastens  with  the  dawn  of  day 

The  throne  of  grace  to  seek  ; 
And,  taught  himself,  would  teach  the  way 
Of  peace  to  all  the  weak. 


265,  266.        THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER. 

4  Whose  fervent  spirit  eager  springs 

To  do 'thy  will,  O  Lord  ! 
Who  sees  thee  in  all  beauteous  things. 
Who  hears  thee  in  thy  word. 

5  Though  frailty  mark  and  error  dim 

That  mortal's  steps  while  here  ; 
An  eye  of  mercy  looks  on  him, 
And  warns  him  not  to  fear. 


265.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Life  of  Holiness. 

1  Father  of  eternal  love  ! 
Glorify  thyself  in  me  ; 

Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above  ; 
Stay  my  heart  alone  on  thee. 

2  Humble,  holy,  all-resigned, 
May  I  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done  ! 
Give  me,  Lord,  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

3  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 
May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod  ; 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross, 
Rise  with  him  to  thee,  my  God  ! 


5) 


266.  L.  M.  Browne. 

Imitation  of  God. 

1  Great  God  !  thy  peerless  excellence 
Let  all  created  natures  own  ; 
Deep  on  our  minds  impress  the  sense 
Of  glories  which  are  thine  alone. 


THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER.  267. 

2  Let  these  our  admiration  raise, 
And  fill  us  with  religious  awe  ; 

Tune  both  our  hearts  and  tongues  to  praise, 
And  bend  us  to  thy  holy  law. 

3  But  where  we  may  resemble  thee, 
And  in  the  godlike  nature  share, 
Thy  humble  followers  let  us  be, 
And  somewhat  of  thy  likeness  bear. 

4  Pure  may  we  be,  averse  to  sin, 
Just,  holy,  merciful,  and  true  ; 
And  let  thine  image,  formed  within, 
Shine  out  in  all  we  speak  and  do. 

267.  L.  M.  W.  Taylor. 

"  The  just  man  walketh  in  his  integrity." 

1  The  Lord  is  just  ;  he  made  the  chain 
Which  binds  together  guilt  and  pain  ; 
The  Lord  is  just  ;  he  loves  to  shed 
His  blessings  where  the  virtues  tread. 

2  Happy  the  man  who  dares  be  just, 
Refusing  to  betray  his  trust  ; 
Though  interest  tempt  him  to  the  deed, 
Though  the  seducing  passions  plead. 

3  Happy  the  man  who  dares  be  just, 
Steadfast,  when  duty  says,  "  Thou  must," 
Against  the  tyrant's  angry  frown, 

Or  the  fond  crowd,  impetuous  grown. 

4  Him  would  the  storm-vexed  ocean's  weight, 
Or  lightning  barbed  with  instant  fate, 

Or  the  last  earthquake's  awful  shock, 
Unfearing  smite  ;  God  is  his  Rock. 
16* 


268.  THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER. 

268.  7S.  M.  Merrick.    O.  Col. 

The  Citizen  of  Zion.     Ps.  15. 

1  Who  shall  to  thy  chosen  seat 
Turn  in  glad  approach  his  feet  ? 
Who,  great  God,  a  welcome  guest 
On  thy  hallowed  mountain  rest  ? 

2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed  ; 
He  whose  will,  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  word  and  thought  are  one. 

3  He  who  ne'er,  with  cruel  aim, 
Seeks  to  wound  an  honest  fame  ; 
Or  to  slander's  tongue  severe 
Lends  with  easy  faith  his  ear. 

4  Who,  from  servile  terror  free, 
Turns  from  those  who  turn  from  thee  ; 
And  to  each,  who  thee  obeys, 

Love  and  honor  ever  pays. 

5  What  he  swears,  with  steadfast  will 
Ever  ready  to  fulfil  ; 

Nor  can  bribes  his  judgment  guide 
'Gainst  the  guiltless  to  decide. 

6  He  who  thus,  with  heart  unstained, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained, 
He,  great  God,  shall  own  thy  care, 
And  thy  constant  blessings  share. 


THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER.        269,  270. 

269.  L.  M.  Scott. 

Forms  of  Devotion  vain  icithout  Virtue. 

1  The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  naming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

4  "  Be  just  and  kind," — this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  ; 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach  ; 
Such  was  thy  Son, — thus  did  he  preach. 

270.  L.  JVi.  Drummond. 

"  Faith  icithout  works  is  dead." 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith ;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye,  or  bended  knee. 


274.  THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER. 

3  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast, 
Till,  life's  tumultuous  voyage  o'er, 
We  reach  the  shores  of  endless  rest  ! 

4  Faith  into  vision  shall  be  changed, 
Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  patience  in  possession  end 

In  the  bright  realms  of  bliss  on  high. 

274.       C.  M.       nekdham. 

Moderation. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps 

Still  keep  the  golden  mean  ; 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well-formed, 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  What  blessings  bounteous  Heaven  bestows 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart ; 
With  temperance  he  both  eats  and  drinks, 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 

3  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined  ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

4  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart, 

Each  passion  to  control  ; 
Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 
The  empire  of  his  soul. 

v  5  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set, 
His  treasure  is  above  ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 


THE    CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER.        275,  276. 

275.  L.  M.  Scott. 

Charitable  Judgment. 

1  All-seeing  God  !  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 

When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe  ? 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  we  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4  If  wrong,  correct  ;  accept,  if  right ; 
While,  faithful,  we  improve  our  light, 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 

276.  CM.  J.Newton. 

True  and  false  Zeal. 

1  Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 

The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
Is  self,  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 


277.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded,  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

5  O  God  !  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

277.        S.    M.  Beddome.     O.  Col. 

Christian   Unity. 

1  Let  party  strife  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread, 
Gentile  and  Jew  and  bond  and  free 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  discord,  child  of  hell, 
Be  banished  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above  ; 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  278,  279. 

278.  L.  M.  Browne.    O.  Col. 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  O  God,  our  Father  and  our  King  ! 
Of  all  we  have,  or  hope,  the  spring  ! 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
And  warm  our  hearts  with  holy  love. 

2  May  we  from  every  act  abstain 

That  hurts  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain  ; 
And  every  secret  wish  suppress 
That  would  abridge  his  happiness. 

3  Still  may  we  feel  our  hearts  inclined 
To  act  the  friend  to  all  our  kind  ; 

Still  seek  their  safety,  health,  and  ease, 
Virtue,  eternal  life,  and  peace. 

4  With  pity  let  our  breast  o'erflow, 
Where'er  we  meet  a  child  of  woe  ; 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part 
With  all  who  are  of  heavy  heart. 

5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduct  shine, 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ; 
Thus  may  we  Christ's  disciples  prove, 
Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 

279.  C.    M.  DODDKIDGE. 

Prayer  for  kind  Affections. 

1   Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace 
All-powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 
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280.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

3  Where'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  O  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilled 

-In  every  act  and  thought  ; 
Each  angry  passion  far  removed, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot ! 

280.  L.    M.  BULFINCH. 

Compassion  for  the  Sinful. 

1  Benignant  Saviour  !   't  was  not  thine 
To  spurn  the  erring  from  thy  sight  ; 
Nor  did  thy  smile  of  love  divine 
Turn  from  the  penitent  its  light. 

2  O,  then,  shall  we,  who  own  thy  name, 
A  brother's  fault  too  sternly  view, 

Or  think  thy  holy  law  can  blame 
The  tear  to  human  frailty  due  ? 

3  May  we,  while  human  guilt  awakes 
Upon  our  cheek  the  generous  glow, 
Spare  the  offender's  heart,  that  breaks 
Beneath  its  load  of  shame  and  woe. 

4  Conscious  of  frailty,  may  we  yield 
Forgiveness  of  the  wrongs  we  bear  ; 
And  strive  the  penitent  to  shield 
From  further  sin  or  dark  despair. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  281. 

5  And  when  our  own  offences  weigh 
Upon  our  hearts  with  anguish  sore, 
Lord  !  let  thy  sparing  mercy  say, 
In  peace  depart,  but  sin  no  more." 


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281.  C.   M.  Swain. 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word  ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part  ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart  ! 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride  ; 

The  unfeeling  heart  remove  ; 
May  each  his  brother's  failing  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  fond  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he  's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


282,  283.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

2i02i.  fe.   J\l.  Fawcett. 

The  Bond  of  Love. 

1  Blest  is  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free, 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

283.  C.  M.       Watts.     O.  Col. 

Domestic  Love.     Ps.  133. 

1  O,  what  a  happy,  lovely  sight 

Are  kindred  who  agree  ! 
How  blest  the  house  where  hearts  unite 
In  bonds  of  piety  ! 

2  Where  streams  of  love,  from  heavenly  springs, 

Descend  on  every  soul  ; 
And  sacred  peace,  with  balmy  wings, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  ! 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 


284. 


3  All  in  their  proper  stations  move, 

And  each  fulfils  his  part, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love, 
With  sympathizing  heart. 

4  Their  souls  are  formed  for  joy  and  peace, 

Their  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
And  kind  desires  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

5  How  happy  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 
Where  songs  of  praise,  and  mingled  vows, 
Make  the  communion  sweet  ! 

6  Such  pleasure  crowns  the  heavenly  hills  ; 

Thus  saints  are  blest  above  ; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

284.  H.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Blessing  of  Peace.     Ps.  133. 

1  How  beautiful  the  sight 
Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 
And  bonds  of  charity  ! 

'T  is  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'T  is  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers  ; 

Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers  ; 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 
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285,  286.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 


3     For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 
Yea,  life  for  evermore. 

Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above 

To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

285.  O.  JM.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Peace  and  Love.     Ps.  133. 

1  Spirit  of  peace  !  who,  as  a  dove, 

Appeared  to  human  gaze, 
No  richer  gift  than  Christian  love 
Thy  gracious  power  displays. 

2  'Tis  like  the  precious  oil  of  old, 

Which,  poured  on  Aaron's  head, 
O'er  all  his  garment's  ample  fold 
In  grateful  fragrance  spread. 

3  Sweet  as  the  dew  on  herb  and  flower, 

That  silently  distils, 
At  evening's  soft  and  balmy  hour, 
On  Zion's  fruitful  hills. 

4  So  with  mild  influence  from  above 

Shall  promised  grace  descend, 
Till  universal  peace  and  love 
O'er  all  the  earth  extend. 

286.  7S.  M.  Moravian. 

"  That  they  may  be  one  in  us." 

1   Lord,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  thy  church  below  ! 
Steadfast  may  we  cleave  to  thee  ; 
Love  the  mystic  union  be. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  287. 

2  Join  our  faithful  spirits,  join 
Each  to  each,  and  all  to  thine  ; 
Lead  us  through  the  paths  of  peace 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy  ; 
There  is  neither  bond  nor  free, 
Great'nor  servile,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Love,  like  death,  hath  all  destroyed, 
Rendered  all  distinctions  void  ; 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall, 
Where  the  Lord  is  all  in  all. 

287.       L.  M.       barbauld. 

Christian  Friendship. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  hath  set  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
How  high,  how  strong  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 


288,  289.    CHRISTIAN  MEEKNESS  AND  HUMILITY. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  nature  droops  her  sickening  fire  ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  heaven  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

288.  7S.  M.  fliwro*. 

Docility  and  Trust. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart ; 
Make  me  docile,  meek,  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art  ; 
Make  me  as  a  weaned  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free  ; 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleaseth  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 
Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 
Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  ; 
'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 
Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
*    As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

289.        C  M.  Steele. 

Filial  Trust. 

1   My  God  !  my  Father  !  blissful  name  ! 
O  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ! 


CHRISTIAN  MEEKNESS  AND  HUMILITY.  290. 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  ; 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ! 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

5  Thy  sovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight  ; 
Yet,  let  my  soul,  adoring,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

290.  S.  M.  Tate  &  Brady.  O.  Col. 

God  the  Guide  of  the  Humble.     Ps.  25. 

1  Whoe'er,  with  humble  fear, 
To  God  his  duty  pays, 

Shall  find  in  him  a  faithful  guide 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

2  He  those  in  virtue  guides 
Who  his  direction  seek, 

And  in  his  sacred  paths  will  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

3  The  meek  the  Lord  will  bless, 
And  make  them  heirs  of  heaven  ; 

True  riches,  with  abundant  peace. 
To  humble  souls  are  given. 


291,  292.    CHRISTIAN  MEEKNESS  AND  HUMILITY. 

291.  CM.  Watts. 

■Humility  and  Submission.     Ps.  131. 

1  Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  Be  humble  still,  . 

And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  Make  me  in  sorrow's  hour  resigned, 

Like  him  we  own  our  Lord, 
With  him  the  patient,  humble  mind 
Shall  share  a  large  reward. 

2u2.  L.  lYl.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Meekness  and  Loxcliness  of  Heart.     Ps.  131. 

1  "  O  learn  of  me  !  "  the  Saviour  cried, 
u  O  learn  of  me,  ye  sons  of  pride  ! 
For  I  am  lowly,  humble,  meek, 

No  haughty  looks  high  thoughts  bespeak." 

2  Yes,  blest  Redeemer  !   thou  wast  mild, 
Patient,  and  gentle  as  a  child  ; 

And  they,  who  would  thy  kingdom  see, 
Must  meek  and  lowly  be,  like  thee. 


CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES.    293,  294. 

293.  L.  M.  Enfield. 

Humility. 

1  Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 

Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day, — 
O  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear, 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found  ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 
With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  ; 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast  ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  ; 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
In  modest  worth  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find  ! 

294.  L.  M.  Flint. 

The  Character  and  Happiness  of  Christians. 

1   Happy  the  unrepining  poor  ; 

For  them  the  heavenly  rest  is  sure, 
Whose  patient  minds,  in  every  ill, 
Submissive  meet  their  Maker's  will. 


294.  CHRISTIAN    HAPPINESS    AND    HOPES. 

2  Happy  the  contrite;  who  lament 
Their  wasted  hours  in  sin  misspent  ; 
Reclaimed  from  sin,  they  shall  obtain 
Eternal  joys  for  transient  pain. 

3  Happy  the  meek,  by  wisdom  taught 

To  check  each  proud,  resentful  thought  ; 
For  them  earth  spreads  the  feast  of  life, 
Unmixed  with  bitterness  or  strife. 

4  Happy  the  souls  that  grow  in  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness  ; 
For  them  a  full  and  rich  supply 
Shall  be  prepared  in  worlds  on  high. 

5  Happy  the  men  who  mercy  show 
To  all  that  need,  or  friend  or  foe  ; 
To  them  like  mercy  shall  be  shown, 
When  God's  just  sentence  all  shall  own. 

6  Happy  the  pure  in  heart  ;  for  they, 
Still  holding  on  in  virtue's  way, 

When  faith  and  hope  are  changed  to  sight, 
Shall  see  their  God  in  cloudless  light. 

7  Happy  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  win  to  peace  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  sons  of  God, 
The  heirs  of  his  serene  abode. 

8  And  happy  those  who  take  the  cross, 
For  truth  encounter  pain  and  loss, 

And  suffer  shame  for  Christ,  their  Lord  ; 
For  great  in  heaven  is  their  reward. 


CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND    HOPES.    295,  296. 

Z9o.  (_/.  1V1.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Heavenly  Treasures.     Ps.  37. 

1  With  mines  of  wealth  are  sinners  poor, 

Unblessing  and  unblessed  ; 
But  rich  the  man,  whate'er  his  store, 
Of  inward  peace  possessed. 

2  At  tender  pity's  urgent  call 

His  mite  is  gladly  given  ; 
Though  poor  the  gift,  the  offering  small, 
Its  record  stands  in  heaven. 

3  Ne'er  shall  he  be  in  life  bereft 

Of  God's  protecting  care  ; 
Nor  yet  his  duteous  offspring  left 
Unsolaced  ills  to  bear. 

4  And  mark  the  Christian's  dying  hour  ; 

No  fears,  no  doubts  annoy  ; 
His  trust  is  in  his  Father's  power  ; 
His  end  is  peace  and  joy. 

296.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady.    O.  Col. 

Happiness  of  a  holy  Life.      Ps.  119. 

1  How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way  ; 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 

2  Thrice  blest,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been  ; 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal 
His  favor  sought  to  win  ! 

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297.  CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES. 

3  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoined  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will  ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

4  O,  then,  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  our  ways  preside, 
And  we  the  course  of  all  our  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

5  Then  with  assurance  should  we  walk, 

From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinced  with  joy  that  all  our  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

297.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Pleasures  of  a  good  Conscience. 

1  Lord  !  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 
Sweet  joys,  that  doubt  nor  fear  can  mar  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 

And  calm  as  summer  evenings  are. 

4  How  oft  they  view  the  heavenly  bills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow  ! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 


CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES.    298,  299. 

298.  C.  M.  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

The  Happiness  of  a  real  Christian. 

1  How  happy  is  the  Christian's  mind  ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  hope, 
And  lights  his  soul  to  heaven. 

2  Though  in  a  rugged  path  of  life 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet,  trusting  in  his  God,  he  finds 
Delivering  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wandering  steps, 

He  feels  the  chastening  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

299.  C.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Life  of  a  Christian. 

1  O  happy  souls  that  soar  on  high, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here  ! 
Their  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  their  fear. 

2  Their  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  Their  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 


300.  CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES. 

4  They  want  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 
To  raise  their  honors  here  ; 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown 
Till  they  in  heaven  appear. 

300.  L.  M.  Sir  H.  Wotton. 

A  happy  Life. 

1  How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught 
Who  serveth  not  another's  will  ; 
Whose  armour  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  skill  ! 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are  ; 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death  ; 
Not  tied  to  this  vain  world  by  care 

Of  public  fame,  or  private  breath. 

3  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumors  freed  ; 
Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat  ; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great. 

4  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 
More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend  ; 
Whose  heart,  as  open  as  the  day, 
Fears  not  to  call  his  God  his  Friend. 

5  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall  ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
He,  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 


CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES.  301. 

301.  7S.   M.  Barbauld. 

Devout  Joy. 

1  "  Joy  to  those  that  love  the  Lord  !" 
Saith  the  sure,  eternal  word  ; 

Not  of  earth  the  joy  it  brings, 
Tempered  in  celestial  springs. 

2  'T  is  the  joy  of  pardoned  sin, 
When  we  feel  't  is  well  within  ; 
'T  is  the  joy  that  fills  the  breast 
When  the  passions  sink  to  rest. 

3  'T  is  a  joy  that,  seated  deep, 
Leaves  not  when  we  sigh  and  weep  ; 
Spreads  itself  in  virtuous  deeds, 
Sighs  for  woe,  in  pity  bleeds. 

4  Stern  and  awful  are  its  tones 
When  the  patriot  martyr  groans, 
And,  the  death-pulse  beating  high, 
.Rapture  blends  with  agony. 

5  Tenderer  is  the  form  it  wears, 
Touched  with  love,  dissolved  in  tears, 
When,  subdued  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Sinners  clasp  the  mercy-seat. 

6  Joy  e'en  here  !    a  budding  flower, 
Struggling  with  the  storm  and  shower, 
Till  its  season  to  expand, 

Planted  in  its  native  land. 


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302.  CHRISTIAN  HAPPINESS  AND  HOPES. 

3\)£.  Li.   JV1.  Doddridge.     O.  Col. 

11  Blessed  are  all  they  that  wait  for  Him.' 

1  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope  ! 
And  let  his  word  support  your  soul  ; 
Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  your  foes  and  fears  control. 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chosen  hour 
His  treasured  mercy  to  display  ; 
And  his  paternal  bosom  melts, 
While  wisdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  Blest  are  the  patient  souls  that  bow 
With  meek  submission  to  his  will  ; 
Though  sorrows  press,  they  firmly  trust, 
And,  in  the  midst  of  storms,  are  still  ;  — 

4  Until  their  Father's  wTell-known  voice 
Awakes  their  silence  into  songs  ; 
Then  earth  grows  vocal  with  his  praise, 
And  heaven  the  grateful  shout  prolongs. 


THE  HUMAN  LOT,  MORTAL  AND  IMMORTAL. 


303.  S.  M.  Scott. 

The  Allotments  of  Life  Divine. 

1  As  changeful  as  the  moon 
Is  man's  estate  below  ; 

To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 
Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

2  The  night  of  woe  resigns 
Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 

Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines, 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3  Yet  not  to  fickle  chance 
Is  man's  condition  given  ; 

His  dark  and  shining  hours  advance 
By  the  fixed  laws  of  Heaven. 

4  God  measures  unto  all 
Their  lot  of  good  or  ill  ; 

Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small, 
Ordained  by  wisest  will. 

5  Let  man  conform  his  mind 
To  every  changing  state  ; 

Rejoicing  now,  and  now  resigned, 
And  the  great  issue  wait. 


304,  305.    THE  ALLOTMENTS  OF  LIFE  DIVINE. 

6     Hopeful  and  humble,  bear 
Thine  evil  and  thy  good  ; 
Nor  by  presumption  nor  despair, 
Weak  mortal,  be  subdued. 


304.  L.  M.  Browne. 

Giving  Thanks  to  God  in  all  Things. 

1  Great  God  !  our  joyful  thanks  to  thee 
Shall,  like  thy  gifts,  continual  be  ; 

In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end  nor  intermission  knows. 

2  Thy  kindness  all  our  comforts  gives  ; 
Our  numerous  wants  thy  hand  relieves  ; 
Nor  can  we  ever,  Lord,  be  poor, 
Who  live  on  thine  exhaustless  store. 

3  If  what  we  wish  thy  will  denies, 

It  is  because  thou  'rt  good  and  wise  ; 
Afflictions,  which  may  make  us  mourn, 
Thou  canst,  thou  dost,  to  blessings  turn. 

4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  each  thankful  breast 
Let  all  thy  favors  be  impressed  ; 

And  though  withdrawn  thy  gifts  should  be, 
In  all  things  we  '11  give  thanks  to  thee. 

305.         C.  M.        Frisbie. 

Anxiety  reproved. 

1   We  would  not  seek,  with  God  our  Friend, 
With  anxious  care,  to  know, 
Or  how,  or  when,  our  lives  shall  end, 
Or  what  our  lot  below. 


THE    ALLOTMENTS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE.  306. 

2  The  same  kind  Power  that  gave  us  breath 

I  Still  holds  us  in  his  hand  ; 
And  when  he  bids  us  sleep  in  death, 
All-wise  is  his  command. 

3  That  Power  whose  watchful  goodness  feeds 

The  warblers  of  the  air, 
And  clothes  with  flowers  the  smiling  meads, 
Shall  we  not  be  his  care  ? 

4  If  lengthened  years  our  lives  shall  crown, 

Then  be  his  praise  expressed  ; 
Or  if  in  this  he  cuts  us  down, 
Still,  what  he  does  is  best. 

5  May  we,  the  good  each  hour  supplies, 

Receive  with  grateful  mind  ; 
And  when  our  fairest  pleasure  dies, 
Be  humble  and  resigned. 

6  How  swift  our  moments  steal  away  ! 

E'en  while  we  speak  they  fly  ; 
Then  let  us  seize  the  passing  day, 
And  only  live,  to  die. 

306.  S.   M.  Gerhardt.    O.  Col. 

Encouragement. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears  ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 
By  self-consuming  care  ; 

To  him  commend  thy  cause,  his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 


307.  THE  ALLOTMENTS  OF  LIFE  DIVINE. 

3  Commit  thou  all  thy  woes 
And  griefs  into  his  hands, 

To  his  sure  truth  and  tender  care, 
Who  heaven  and  earth  commands. 

4  Through  waves,  through  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 

Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

5  He  everywhere  hath  rule, 
And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 

His  every  act  pure  blessing  is  ; 
His  paths,  unsullied  light. 

6  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 
To  choose  and  to  command  ; 

So  shalt  thou,  grateful,  own  his  way 
Is  wise,  and  strong  his  hand. 

307.  O.  M.  Montgomery. 

"  Be  thou  our  portion." 

1  Food,  raiment,  dwelling,  health,  and  friends, 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  made  our  lot  ; 
With  thee  our  bliss  begins  and  ends, 
As  we  are  thine  or  not. 

2  For  these  we  bend  the  humble  knee, 

Our  thankful  spirits  bow  ; 
Yet  from  thy  gifts  we  turn  to  thee  ; 
Be  thou  our  portion, —  thou. 


THE  ALLOTMENTS  OF  LIFE  DIVINE.    308,  309. 

308.  L.  M.  6  1.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

*      God  our  Refuge  through  all  Generations.     Ps.  90. 

1  Thou,  Lord  !  through  every  changing  scene, 
Ha*t  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been  ; 
Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 

Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode  ; 
In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest  ; 
In  thee  our  fathers  still  are  blest. 

2  Lo  !  we  are  risen  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  fathers'  place  ; 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too  ; 
When  friends  desert,  and  foes  invade, 
Be  thou,  O  God,  our  present  aid. 

3  And  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
And  we  must  dwell  on  earth  no  more, 
To  thee  our  infant  race  we  leave  ; 
Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  ; 
That  voices  yet  unformed  may  raise 
Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praise. 

309.  P.    M.  Oliver. 

The  Pilgrim's  Prayer. 

1   Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah! 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  ; 

Bread  of  heaven  ! 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 


310.  THE    ALLOTMENTS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliverer  ! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 


310.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Man  frail,  God  eternal.      Ps.  90. 

1  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  !  — 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

3  The  busy  tribes  of  human  kind, 

With  all  their  hopes  and  fears, 
Pass  off  like  clouds  before  the  wind, 
And  vanish  with  the  years. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  the  race  away  ; 
They  fall  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Flies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand, 

Pleased  with  the  morning  light  ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  't  is  night. 


THE  ALLOTMENTS  OF  LIFE  DIVINE.     311,  312. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

311.  CM.  Breviary. 
The  Perpetuity  of  Love. 

1  Supreme  Disposer  of  the  heart  ! 

Thou,  since  the  world  began, 
With  heavenly  grace  hast  sanctified 
And  cheered  the  heart  of  man. 

2  Here  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  unite 

To  lift  the  soul  above  ; 
But  love  alone  the  same  abides, 
Eternal,  changeless  love. 

3  O  holy  love  !  unfading  light ! 

O  shall  it  ever  be, 
That,  after  all  our  sorrows  here, 
Thy  sabbath  we  shall  see  ? 

4  Here,  yet  awhile,  with  many  a  tear, 

The  precious  seed  we  sow  ; 
There  treasured  lie  the  promised  fruits, 
The  harvest  of  our  woe. 

312.  L.  M.  Sterling. 
Life's  Ills  made  to  issue  in  Good. 

1   Thou,  God,  so  rulest,  such  the  plan 
Of  endless  change,  evolving  good, 
Thou  leadest  thus  desponding  man 
With  hope  on  all  thy  works  to  brood. 
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313.  THE    ALLOTMENTS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

2  In  all  to  see  one  perfect  will, 
For  all  educing  light  and  life  ; 

Thy  blessings  born  from  seeming  ill, 
And  peace  the  end  assured  of  strife. 

3  So  thou  in  us,  O  God,  ordain 
That  quiet  faith  and  gladness  pure 
O'er  all  convulsions  past  may  reign, 
And  root  our  souls  in  thee  secure. 

4  So  haggard  wrecks  of  former  woe 
Beneath  thy  radiant  light  may  shine, 
And,  brightening  into  beauty,  show, 
O'er  all  their  havoc,  bliss  divine. 

313.      L.  M.      roscoe. 

The  Solace  of  Faith. 

1  When  human  hopes  and  joys  depart, 
I  give  thee,  Lord,  a  contrite  heart  ; 
And  on  my  weary  spirit  steal 

The  thoughts  that  pass  all  earthly  weal. 

2  I  cast  above  my  tearful  eyes, 
And  muse  upon  the  starry  skies  ; 
And  think  that  He  who  governs  there 
Still  keeps  me  in  his  guardian  care. 

3  I  gaze  upon  the  opening  flower, 

Just  moistened  with  the  evening  shower  ; 
And  bless  the  love  which  made  it  bloom, 
To  chase  away  my  transient  gloom. 

4  I  think,  whene'er  this  mortal  frame 
Returns  again  to  whence  it  came, 
My  soul  shall  wing  its  happy  flight 
To  regions  of  eternal  light. 


THE    TRIALS    OF   LIFE    DIVINE.      314,  315. 

314.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Gilman. 

God  our  Father. 

1  Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  ; — 
My  Father  !  let  me  turn  to  thee, 
And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  racking  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief;  — 
My  Father  !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy, 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ  ;  — 
My  Father  !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene, 
The  sick,  nay,  e'en  the  dying  hour, 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 

315.  7S.    M.  TOPLADY. 

The  supreme  Good. 

1  Lord  !  it  is  not  life  to  live, 
If  thy  presence  thou  deny  ; 
Lord  !  if  thou  thy  presence  give, 
'T  is  no  longer  death  to  die. 

2  Source  and  Giver  of  repose  ! 
Only  from  thy  smile  it  flows  ; 
Thee  to  see  and  thee  to  love 
Perfects  bliss  below,  above 


316,  317.     THE    TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

316.       L.  M.  6 1.       heber. 

"  Though  he  slay  me,  yet  will  I  trust  in  him." 

1  Though  sorrows  rise,  and  dangers  roll 
In  waves  of  darkness  o'er  my  soul  ; 
Though  friends  are  false,  and  love  decays, 
And  (ew  and  evil  are  my  days  ; 

Yet  e'en  in  nature's  utmost  ill, 

I  '11  love  thee,  Lord  !  I  '11  love  thee  still. 

2  Though  conscience,  fiercest  of  my  foes, 
Swells  with  remembered  guilt  my  woes  ; 
And  memory  points,  with  busy  pain, 
To  grace  and  mercy  given  in  vain  ; 
Though  every  thought  has  power  to  kill, 
I  '11  love  thee,  Lord  !  I  '11  love  thee  still. 

3  O,  by  the  woes  Messiah  bore, 

And  in  his  griefs  was  loved  the  more  ; 

By  these  my  pangs,  whose  healing  smart 

Thy  grace  hath  planted  in  my  heart ; 

I  know,  I  feel,  thy  gracious  will  ! 

Thou  lov'st  me,  Lord  !  thou  lov'st  me  still. 

31 7.  O.  IVX •  Anonymous. 

"  Though  he  slay  me,  yet  loill  J  trust  in  him. ' 

1  Thy  way  is  on  the  deep,  O  Lord  ! 

E'en  there  we  '11  go  with  thee, 
We  '11  meet  the  tempest  at  thy  word, 
And  walk  upon  the  sea. 

2  Poor  tremblers  at  his  rougher  wind, 

Why  do  we  doubt  him  so  ? 
Who  gives  the  storm  a  path  will  find 
The  way  our  feet  shall  go. 


THE  TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE.  318. 

3  A  moment  may  his  hand  be  lost,  — 

Drear  moment  of  delay  ;  — 
We  cry,  "Lord  !  help  the  tempest-tost  !  " 
And  safe  we  're  borne  away. 

4  The  Lord  yields  nothing  to  our  fears, 

And  flies  from  selfish  care  ; 
But  comes  himself,  where'er  he  hears 
The  voice  of  loving  prayer. 

5  O  happy  soul,  of  faith  divine  ! 

Thy  victory  how  sure  J 
The  love  that  kindles  joy  is  thine, 
The  patience  to  endure. 

6  Come,  Lord  of  peace  !  our  griefs  dispel, 

And  wipe  our  tears  away  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  order  all  things  well, 
And  ours  to  bless  the  sway. 

318.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Lord  giveth  and  taketh  away. 

1  O  God  !  from  thee  our  spirits  come 

In  bodies  formed  of  clay  ; 
Soon  those  return  to  thee,  their  home, 
And  these  in  dust  decay. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  borrowed  joys,  awhile  possessed 
Till  thou  recall  the  loan. 

3  'T  is  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  to  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name  ! 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
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319.  THE    TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

4  Peace,  all  our  restless  passions,  then  ! 
Be  hushed,  the  rising  sigh  ! 
Submissive  to  his  sovereign  will, 
Let  every  murmur  die. 


319.       L.  M.       j.roscoe. 

The  Peace  of  God  in  Affliction. 

1  When  anguish  bows  me  down,  I  turn, 
O  God  !  with  trusting  heart  to  thee  ; 
And  holy  thoughts  still  shine  and  burn, 
And  cheer  my  cold,  sad  destiny. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 
Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dim  with  tears  ; 
The  hopes  of  earth,  indeed,  are  gone  ; 
But  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years  ? 

3  Father  !  forgive  the  heart  that  clings, 
Thus  trembling,  to  the  joys  of  time  ; 
And  bid  my  soul  on  angel  wings 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 

4  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust, 
No  sorrow  dim  celestial  love  ; 

But  these  afflictions  of  the  dust, 
Like  shadows  of  the  night,  remove. 

5  E'en  now  above  there  's  radiant  day, 
While  clouds  and  darkness  brood  below ; 
Then,  Father,  joyful  on  my  way 

To  drink  thy  bitter  cup  I  go. 


THE    TRIALS   OF    LIFE    DIVINE.       320,  321 


320.  C/.  lVL  Anonymous. 

The  Benefit  of  Affliction. 

1  O  God  !  to  thee  the  sinking  soul 

In  deep  distress  doth  fly  ; 
Thy  love  can  all  our  griefs  control, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  black  misfortune's  band 

Around  their  victim  stood, 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good  ! 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  the  sufferer  free 
From  earthly  dreams  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  his  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Afflictions  make  the  selfish  learn 

To  feel  for  others'  woe  ; 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern, 
Their  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms  !  ye  billows,  roar  ! 

Our  hearts  defy  your  shock  ; 
Ye  make  us  cling  to  God  the  more, 
To  God,  our  sheltering  Rock. 


321.  L.  M.  Bryant. 

u  Blessed  are  they  that  mourn." 

1   O  deem  not  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ! 
The  Power  who  pities  man  hath  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 


322.  THE    TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears  ; 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night  ; 
And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  morning  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 
Sheddest  the  bitter  drops  like  rain  ! 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Shall  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 
Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny  ; 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

6  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 
And  numbered  every  secret  tear  ; 

And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

322.       7s.  M.       milman. 

Prayer  for  Mercy  in  spiritual  Need. 

1   Lord  !  have  mercy  when  we  pray 
Strength  to  seek  a  better  way  ; 
When  our  wakening  thoughts  begin 
First  to  loathe  their  cherished  sin  ; 
When  our  weary  spirits  fail, 
And  our  aching  brows  are  pale ; 
When  our  tears  bedew  thy  word  ; 
Then,  O  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 


THE    TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE.  323 

2  Lord  !  have  mercy  when  we  lie 
On  the  restless  bed,  and  sigh, 
Sigh  for  death,  yet  fear  it  still, 
From  the  thought  of  former  ill ; 
When  the  dim,  advancing  gloom 
Tells  us  that  our  hour  is  come  ; 
When  is  loosed  the  silver  cord  ; 
Then,  O  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 

3  Lord  !  have  mercy  when  we  know 
First  how  vain  this  world  below  ; 
When  its  darker  thoughts  oppress, 
Doubts  perplex,  and  fears  distress  ; 
When  the  earliest  gleam  is  given 
Of  thy  bright  but  distant  heaven  ; 
Then  thy  fostering  grace  afford  ; 
Then,  O  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 


323.  0.  JM.  Heginbotham.    O.  Col. 

Comfort  in  Sickness  and  Death. 

When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame, 

Each  dazzling  pleasure  flies  ; 
Phantoms  of  bliss  no  more  obscure 

Our  long-deluded  eyes. 

The  tottering  frame  of  mortal  life 

Shall  crumble  into  dust  ; 
Nature  shall  faint,  but  learn,  my  soul  ! 

On  nature's  God  to  trust. 

The  man,  whose  pious  heart  is  fixed 

On  his  all-gracious  God, 
In  every  frown  may  comfort  find, 

And  kiss  the  chastening  rod. 


324.  THE    TRIALS    OF    LIFE    DIVINE. 

4  Nor  him  shall  death  itself  alarm  ; 
On  heaven  his  soul  relies  ; 
With  joy  he  views  his  Maker's  love, 
And  with  composure  dies. 


324.       L.    M.  Proud. 

The  aged  Christian  longing  for  Heaven. 

1  O  could  I  soar  to  worlds  above, 
Those  blest  abodes  of  peace  and  love  ! 
How  gladly  would  I  mount  and  fly, 
On  angels'  wings,  to  joys  on  high  ! 

2  But  ah  !  still  longer  must  I  stay, 

Ere  darksome  night  is  changed  to  day  ; 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Exposed  to  trials,  pains,  and  care. 

3  Then  let  these  troubles  still  abound, 
Let  thorns  and  briers  strew  the  ground, 
Let  wintry  storms  and  tempests  come, 
Till  I  arrive  at  heaven,  my  home. 

4  My  Father  knows  what  road  is  best, 
And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  rest ; 
Cheerful  to  him  I  give  my  all, 

Go  where  he  leads,  and  wait  his  call. 

5  When  he  commands  my  soul  away, 

Not  kingdoms  then  should  tempt  my  stay  ; 
With  rapture  I  shall  wake,  and  rise 
To  join  my  friends  above  the  skies. 


UNCERTAINTY    OF    LIFE.  325,  326. 

325.  S.  M.  Doddkidge.    O.  Col. 

Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  ; 

O  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day  ! 

3  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 
O  be  it  still  pursued  ! 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

4  To  thee,  O  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  morning  light  ! 

Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

326.  L.  M.         Exeter  Col. 

Improvement  of  the  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  The  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste  ; 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast  ; 
With  rapid  speed  the  moments  run 

In  which  the  work  of  life  is  done. 

2  With  willing  hearts,  and  active  hands, 
Lord  !  may  we  practise  thy  commands, 
Improve  the  moments  as  they  fly, 
And  live  as  we  would  wish  to  die. 


327,  328.  FRAILTY,    SHORTNESS,    AND 

32il .  O.  JY1.  Doddridge.    0.  Col. 

A  timely  Improvement  of  Life. 

1  The  swift-declining  day, 
How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 

While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals  !  mark  its  pace  ; 
Improve  the  hours  of  light  ; 

And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 
In  its  meridian  blaze  ; 

And  cuts  from  smiling,  vigorous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 
Your  feet  may  quickly  slide, 

And  from  its  lofty  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

S2t&.  lu.  1V1.  Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

The  Wisdom  of  redeeming  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity  !  from  thee 
Did  infant  time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 


UNCERTAINTY    OF    LIFE.  329. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet  while  the  shore  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amusement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 

That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 


329.  L.   M.  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

"  It  is  appointed  unto  men  once  to  die." 

1  Death  calls  our  friends, our  neighbours,  hence  ; 
Hence,  too,  must  all  that  live  depart  ; 
Continual  warnings  strike  our  sense, 

And  shall  they  fail  to  reach  the  heart  ? 

2  That  last  dread  change  is  drawing  near, 
As  fast  as  time  its  coming  flies, 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here 
Shall  vanish  from  our  closing  eyes. 

3  O  teach  us,  Lord,  the  heavenly  skill 
Each  warning  message  to  improve  ; 
And,  while  our  days  are  shortening  still, 
Prepare  us  for  the  joys  above  ! 


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330.  MORTALITY    AND    IMMORTALITY. 

330.       C.  M.       heber. 

Warnings  of  Frailty  and  Immortality. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

He  lurks  in  ever}'  flower  ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  towards  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

5  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  danger  know  ! 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  the  dead. 

6  Turn,  Christian,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given  ; 
The  boundless  fields  of  light  on  high 
Remind  thee  of  thy  heaven. 


MORTALITY    AND    IMMORTALITY.      331,  332. 

331.  8   &   7S.   M.  Horne. 

"  We  all  do  fade  as  a  leafy 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground  ; 

Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
With  a  friendly  warning  sound  : — 

"  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 
Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread  ! 

View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

"What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 
Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ? 

Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

"  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
We  proclaim  the  solemn  warning, 

'Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away 

On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

O  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid  ! 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

332.        C.  M.        Peabody. 

Autumn  Evening. 

Behold  the  beauteous  western  light ! 

It  melts  in  deepening  gloom  ; 
So  calmly  Christians  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 


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333.  MORTALITY    AND    IMMORTALITY. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low,  the  withering  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful  on  all  the  hills 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  Christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  ! 
'T  is  like  the  memory,  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  now,  above  the  dews  of  night, 

The  yellow  star  appears  ; 
So  faith  springs  in  the  hearts  of  those 
Whose  eyes  are  bathed  in  tears. 

6  But  soon  the  morning's  happier  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  eyelids,  that  are  sealed  in  death, 
Shall  ope,  to  close  no  more. 

333.  C.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

The  Changes  of  Nature  Types  of  Immortality. 

1  As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 

Across  the  evening  sky  ; 
So  man's  bright  hours  decline  in  shade, 
And  mortal  comforts  die. 

2  The  bloom  of  spring,  the  summer  rose, 

In  vain  pale  winter  brave  ; 
Nor  youth,  nor  age,  nor  wisdom  knows 
A  ransom  from  the  grave. 


MORTALITY    AND    IMMORTALITY.  334. 

3  But  morning  dawns,  and  spring  revives, 

And  genial  hours  return  ; 
So  man's  immortal  soul  survives, 
And  scorns  the  mouldering  urn. 

4  When  this  vain  scene  no  longer  charms, 

Or  swiftly  fades  away, 
He  sinks  into  a  Father's  arms, 
Nor  dreads  the  coming  day. 


334.       L.  M.  6 1.       heber. 

The  visible  World  a  Shadow  of  the  invisible. 

1  I  praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen, 
With  garlands  gay,  of  various  green  ; 
I  praised  the  sea,  whose  ample  field 
Shone  glorious,  as  a  silver  shield  ; 
And  earth  and  ocean  seemed  to  say, 
tc  Our  beauties  are  but  for  a  day." 

2  I  praised  the  sun,  whose  chariot  rolled 
On  wheels  of  amber  and  of  gold  ; 

I  praised  the  moon,  whose  softer  eye 
Gleamed  sweetly  through  the  summer  sky  ; 
And  moon  and  sun  in  answer  said, 
"  Our  years  are  told,  when  we  must  fade." 

3  O  God  !  O  good  beyond  compare  ! 
If  thus  thy  meaner  works  are  fair  ; 
If  thus  thy  bounties  gild  the  span 
Of  sinful  earth  and  mortal  man  ; 
How  glorious  must  the  mansion  be 
Where  thy  redeemed  shall  dwell  with  thee ! 

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335,  336.       MORTALITY    AND    IMMORTALITY. 

335.       C.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

The  Soul  called  to  Immortality  by  its  Creator. 

1  Adore,  my  soul,  that  awful  name 

To  which  the  angels  bow, 
By  which  the  worlds  from  nothing  came, 
The  heaven  of  heavens,  and  thou. 

2  The  God  who  sits  enthroned  above 

Thy  breath  of  life  has  given  ; 
His  voice,  in  thunder  and  in  love, 
Calls  thee  from  earth  to  heaven. 

3  This  speck  of  earth  is  not  thy  home, 

Nor  mortal  joys  thine  end  ; 
Beyond  the  starry,  spangled  dome 
Thy  boundless  views  extend. 

4  Why  fondly  pluck  the  withering  flowers 

That  only  deck  thy  tomb, 
While  amaranthine  wreaths  and  bowTers 
For  thee  immortal  bloom  ? 

5  Resign  thy  joys  and  hopes  to  God  ; 

Cast  flesh  and  sin  away  ; 
Pursue  the  path  thy  Saviour  trod, 
And  rise  to  endless  day. 

oOO.  JL.   lVj..  Barbauld. 

JL  Thought  on  Death. 

1  When  life  as  opening  buds  is  sweet, 
And  golden  hopes  the  fancy  greet, 
And  youth  prepares  his  joys  to  meet,  — 
Alas  !  how  sad  it  is  to  die  ! 


CLOSE    OF    LIFE.  337. 

2  When  just  is  seized  some  valued  prize, 
And  duties  press,  and  tender  ties 
Forbid  the  soul  from  earth  to  rise,  — 
O,  then,  how  hard  it  is  to  die  ! 

3  When  one  by  one  those  ties  are  torn, 
And  friend  from  friend  is  snatched  forlorn, 
And  man  is  left  alone  to  mourn,  — 

Ah  !  then,  how  easy  't  is  to  die  ! 

4  When  faith  is  firm,  and  conscience  clear, 
And  words  of  peace  the  spirit  cheer, 
And  visioned  glories  half  appear, — 

'T  is  joy,  't  is  triumph  then  to  die. 

5  When  trembling  limbs   refuse   their  weight, 
And  films,  slow-gathering,  dim  the  sight, 
And  clouds  obscure  the  mental  light, — 

'T  is  nature's  precious  boon  to  die. 

337.  C.   M.  Williams's  Col. 

The  Consolation  of  Age. 

1  Eternal  God  !  enthroned  on  high, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool, 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule ! 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on  ; 

What  's  mortal  must  decay  ; 
My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 


338,  339.  close  of  life. 

4  But  thou  canst  cheer  my  dying  hour  ; 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
Support  me  with  almighty  power, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

5  Then  let  my  spirit,  gracious  God  ! 

Be  raised  to  endless  day  ; 
And  in  thy  sacred,  blest  abode 
Its  endless  anthems  pay. 

338.  Li.  JM.  Old  Bristol  Col. 

The  Happiness  of  the  aged  Christian. 

1  How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind, 
When  life  declines,  recalls  again 
The  years  that  time  has  cast  behind, 
And  reaps  delight  from  toil  and  pain  ! 

2  So,  when  the  transient  storm  is  past, 
The  sudden  gloom  and  driving  shower, 
The  sweetest  sunshine  is  the  last  ; 
The  loveliest  is  the  evening  hour. 

339.  C.  M.  Addison. 

Looking  forward  to  Judgment. 

1  When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  ;  — 


CLOSE    OF    LIFE.  340. 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord  !  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

4  But  there's  forgiveness,  Lord,  with  thee  ; 

Thy  nature  is  benign  ; 
Thy  pardoning  mercy  I  implore, 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  thine. 

5  O  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 

On  my  benighted  soul  ! 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart, 
And  all  my  fears  control. 


340.       P.  M.       hemans. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  Divine  ! 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

O  Father  !  in  that  hour, 

When  earth  all  succouring  power 

Shall  disavow  ; 
When  spear  and  shield  and  crown 
In  faintness  are  cast  down  ; 

Sustain  us,  Thou  ! 


341.  CLOSE    OF    LIFE. 

3  By  him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod  ; 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away  ; 

Aid  us,  O  God  ! 

4  Tremblers  besicle  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  Divine  ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath  ; 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine  ! 

341.        L.  M.        Broavne. 

Fear  of  Death  overcome. 

1  I  cannot  shun  the  stroke  of  death; 
Lord,  help  me  to  surmount  the  fear  ; 
That,  when  I  must  resign  my  breath, 
Serene  my  summons  1  may  hear. 

2  'T  is  sin  gives  venom  to  the  dart ; 
In  me  let  every  sin  be  slain  ; 

From  secret  faults,  Lord,  cleanse  my  heart, 
From  wilful  sins  my  hands  restrain. 

3  May  I,  my  God,  with  holy  zeal, 
Closely  the  ends  of  life  pursue, 
Seek  thy  whole  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
And  honor  thee  in  all  I  do. 

4  Let  all  my  bliss  and  treasure  lie 
Where,  in  thy  light,  I  light  may  see  ; 
The  soul  may  freely  dare  to  die 
That  longs  to  be  possessed  of  thee. 


CLOSE    OF    LIFE.  342. 

342.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

1  O  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 

'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 

'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 

O  what  appalling  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  utterly  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest ; 
Alone  are  found  in  thee, 

The  life  of  perfect  love,  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 


343,  344.  prospect  of  heaven. 

343.       lu,    IVL  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

A  View  of  Futurity. 

1  Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

344.  C.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

The  Prospect  of  Heaven  a  Support  in  Death. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-fading  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


PROSPECT    OF    HEAVEN.  345. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  fearful  mortals  start,  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ;  — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore  ! 

345.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

View  of  the  Home  in  Heaven. 

1  My  Father's  house  on  high  ! 
Home  of  my  soul  !  how  near, 

At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

2  Ah  !  then  my  spirit  faints 
To  reach  the  land  I  love, 

The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 

3  Yet  clouds  will  intervene, 
And  all  my  prospect  flies  ; 

Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 
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346.  PROSPECT    OF    HEAVEN. 

4  Anon  the  clouds  dispart, 
The  winds  and  waters  cease  ; 

While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

5  I  hear,  at  morn  and  even, 
At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 

The  choral  harmonies  of  heaven 
Earth's  Babel-tongues  o'erpower. 

6  Then,  then  I  feel  that  He,  — 
Remembered  or  forgot,  — 

The  Lord,  is  never  far  from  me 
Though  I  perceive  him  not. 

346.  C.  M.  Steele.    O.  Col 

The  Christian 's  Prospect. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 

To  mansions  in  the  skies  ; 
He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 
With  undesiring  eyes. 

2  He  knows  that  all  these  glittering  things 

Must  yield  to  sure  decay  ; 
He  sees  on  time's  extended  wings 
How  swift  they  flee  away. 

3  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

A  beam  of  sacred  light 
Directs  his  view  ;  his  prospects  rise 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

4  His  hopes,  still  fixed  on  joys  to  come, 

Those  blissful  scenes  on  high, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  bloom, 
When  time  and  nature  die. 


PROSPECT    OF    HEAVEN.  347,  348. 

347.  C.   M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

1  Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  e^r  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepared 
For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 

No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

348.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

Preparation  for  Heaven. 

1  Heaven  is  a  state  of  rest  from  sin  ; 
But  all,  who  hope  that  rest  to  share, 
Must  here  that  holy  course  begin 
Which  shall  their  souls  for  rest  prepare. 

2  Clean  hearts,  O  God,  in  us  create, 
Right  spirits,  Lord,  in  us  renew  ; 
Commence  we  now  that  higher  state, 
Now  do  thy  will  as  angels  do. 

3  In  Jesus'  footsteps  may  we  tread  ; 
Learn  every  lesson  of  his  love  ; 
And  be  from  grace  to  glory  led, 
From  heaven  below  to  heaven  above. 


349,  350.  THE    MORTAL    TRANSITION. 


349.       8  &  7s.  M.       milman. 

Heaven  icelcome  only  to  the  prepared. 

1  Lord  !  have  mercy  and  remove  us 

Early  to  thy  place  of  rest, 
Where  the  heavens  are  calm  above  us, 
And  as  calm  each  sainted  breast. 

2  Yet,  O  God,  if  our  repentance 

Be  not  perfect  and  sincere, 
O  suspend  thy  fatal  sentence, 
Leave  us  still  in  sadness  here  ! 

3  Leave  us,  Father,  till  our  spirit 

From  each  earthly  taint  is  free, 
Fit  thy  kingdom  to  inherit, 
Fit  to  take  its  rest  with  thee. 

350.  7  OL  8S.  M.         From  the  German. 

The  heavenly  Way. 

1  Heavenly  day  awaits  our  way  ; 
Here  on  earth  as  strangers  dwelling, 

Joys  we  seek  beyond  decay, 
Where  pure  songs  to  God  are  swelling, 
Heaven's  high  glory  ever  telling. 
Though  as  pilgrims  here  we  roam, 
We  in  heaven  shall  find  a  home. 

2  Heavenly  day  awaits  our  way  ; 
Hope  bestows  her  smiles  unceasing  ; 

Sweet  her  beams  around  us  play, 
While  our  earthly  life  's  decreasing, 
While  we  wait  our  soul's  releasing. 
Though  as  pilgrims  here  we  roam, 
We  in  heaven  shall  find  a  home. 


THE    MORTAL    TRANSITION.  351 

Heavenly  day  awaits  our  way  ; 
What  though  death  the  bond  dissever, 

Which  unites  thee  to  thy  clay  ? 
Never  dread  the  gloom  ;  O  never  ! 
Light  shall  rise  and  shine  for  ever. 

Pilgrims  though  on  earth  we  roam, 

We  in  heaven  shall  find  a  home. 


351.  8  &   4S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Rest  for  the  Weary  and  Afflicted  in  Death. 

1  Lone  traveller  in  the  vale  of  tears  ! 
To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years, 

Pursue  thy  flight. 

2  There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found  ; 
And  while  the  mouldering  ashes  sleep 

Low  in  the  ground, — 

3  The  soul,  of  origin  divine, 

God's  glorious  image,  freed  from  clay, 
In  heaven's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine, 
A  star  of  day. 

4  The  sun  is  but  a  spark  of  fire, 
A  transient  meteor  in  the  sky, 
The  soul,  immortal  as  its  Sire, 

Shall  never  die. 


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352,  353.  THE    MORTAL    TRANSITION. 

352.  C.  M.         H.  K.  White. 

Journeying  throvgh  Death  to  Life. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  soldiers  of  a  heavenly  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

353.  L.  M.  Logan. 

Prayer  of  the  dying  Christian. 

1  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  ; 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run  ; 
The  combat's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won  ; 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  great  reward  is  nigh. 


THE    MORTAL    TRANSITION.  354. 

3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  hold  so  dear  ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord,  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  Friend. 

4  I  come,  I  come,  at  thy  command, 
I  yield  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  ; 
Now,  O  my  God  !  let  trouble  cease  ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace.  (    ■ 

354.  O.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell, 

With  all  your  feeble  light  ! 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night  ! 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed  ! 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 


355.  THE    MORTAL    TRANSITION. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes  ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 


355.  7S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Death. 

1  "  Spirit  !  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ; 
Lingering  dust  !  resign  thy  breath  ; 
Spirit  !  cast  thy  chains  away  ; 
Dust  !  be  thou  dissolved  in  death." 

2  Thus  the  Almighty  Father  speaks, 
When  the  faithful  Christian  dies  ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks,- 
And  the  ransomed  captive  flies. 

3  "  Prisoner,  long  detained  below  ! 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest  ! 
Welcome  from  a  world  of  woe  ! 
Welcome  to  a  home  of  rest  !  " 

4  Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sing, 
As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high  ; 
While  with  hallelujahs  ring 
All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 


THE    FINAL    PEACE.  356, 357. 

356.       L.  M.         barbauld. 

The  Righteous  blessed  in  Death. 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast  ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  ! 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! " 

357.  L.  M.  Salisbury  Col.    O.  Col. 

A  Funeral  Hymn. 

i   O  God  !  thy  pity  will  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
The  plaint  of  woe  the  mourner  breathes, 
When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 


358.  THE    FINAL    PEACE. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 
Should  with  our  grieved  affections  blend, 
Nor  should  our  sorrowing  hearts  forget 
The  almighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Beneath  bereavement's  severing  stroke 
Though  our  o'erburdened  strength  may  fail, 
Yet  shall  our  trust  in  thee,  our  God, 

O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide  ! 
Thou  'rt  all  these  cherished  names  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 

And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

358.  L.  M.         Norton. 

11  Blessed  are  the  dead  which  die  in  the  Lord.1* 

1  O  stay  thy  tears  !  for  they  are  blest, 
Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done  ; 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest  ; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonday  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 
Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight  ; 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears  ; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright  ! 

3  O  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way  ; 
But  heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day, 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb  ! 

4  Then  stay  thy  tears  ;  the  blest  above 
Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
Sung  a  new  song  of  joy  and  love  ; 

And  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 


THE    FINAL   PEACE.  359. 

359.     O.  M.       barbadld. 

The  Mourner  s  Thoughts  of  Heaven. 

1  Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep  ; 

Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er  ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2  Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 

Within  that  better  home  ;  • 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here, 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb. 

3  And  is  the  awful  veil  withdrawn, 

That  shrouds  from  mortal  eyes, 
In  deep,  impenetrable  gloom, 
The  secrets  of  the  skies  ? 

4  O  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

5  Thence  may  their  pure  devotion's  flame 

On  us,  on  us  descend  ; 
While  thither  our  aspiring  hopes, 
Our  faith,  our  fervors  tend. 

6  Let  these  our  shadowy  path  illume, 

And  teach  the  chastened  mind 
To  welcome  all  that's  left  of  good, 
To  all  that's  lost  resigned. 


360.  THE    FINAL    PEACE. 

360.  C.  M.  Houghton. 

The  Reunion  of  virtuous  Friends  after  Death. 

1  Blest  hour  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more  ; 
And  with  celestial  welcome  greet 
On  an  immortal  shore. 

2  The  parent  finds  his  long-lost  child, 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze  ; 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  changed  to  joy  and  praise. 

3  Each  tender  tie,  dissolved  with  pain, 

With  endless  bliss  is  crowned  ; 
All  that  was  dead  revives  again  ; 
All  that  was  lost  is  found. 

4  And  while  remembrance,  lingering  still, 

Draws  joy  from  sorrowing  hours, 
New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  expanded  powers. 

5  Congenial  minds,  arrayed  in  light, 

High  thoughts  shall  interchange  ; 
Nor  cease,  with  ever  new  delight, 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

6  Their  Father  marks  their  generous  flame, 

And  looks  complacent  down  ; 
The  smile  that  owns  their  filial  claim 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 


OCCASIONS  PUBLIC  AND  PRIVATE. 


361.  7S.  M.  Ryland. 

Our  Times  in  the  Hand  of  God. 

1  Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise  ! 

All  our  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  Thou  didst  form  us  by  thy  power  ; 
Thou  wilt  guide  us  hour  by  hour  ; 
All  our  times  shall  ever  be 
Ordered  by  thy  wise  decree  ;  — 

3  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health  ; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief ; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief;  — 

4  Times  temptation's  power  to  prove  ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love  ;  — 
All  is  fixed,  the  means  and  end, 

As  shall  please  our  Heavenly  Friend. 

362.  L.  M.  Hawkesworth. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1   In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
1  safely  passed  the  silent  night  ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
And  drink  again  the  morning  light. 
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363.  OCCASIONAL. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour  ; 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee. 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze, 
When  dangers  press  around  my  head  ! 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend  ; 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away  ; 

"    That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day  ; 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

363.       L.  M.       keble. 

Morning. 

1  O  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise, 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new  ! 

2  New,  every  morning,  is  the  love 
Our  waking  and  uprising  prove  ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

3  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray  ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 


OCCASIONAL.  364. 

4  It,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

5  O,  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise  ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk, 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

6  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask,  — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  —  a  road 
To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 


364.  L.  M.  Wordsworth. 

Noon-day  Hymn. 

1  Look  up  to  heaven  !  the  industrious  sun 
Already  half  his  race  hath  run  ; 

He  cannot  halt,  nor  go  astray, 
But  our  immortal  spirits  may. 

2  Lord  !  since  his  rising  in  the  east, 
If  we  have  faltered  or  transgressed, 
Guide,  from  thy  love's  abundant  source, 
What  yet  remains  of  this  day's  course. 

3  Help  with  thy  grace,  through  life's  short  day, 
Our  upward  and  our  downward  way  ; 

And  glorify  for  us  the  west, 
When  we  shall  sink  to  final  rest. 


365.  OCCASIONAL. 

365.  L.    M.         Flint. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Father  !  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Again  the  evening  shades  prevail, 

And  soothed  I  hear  the  still,  small  voice 
That  bids  me  in  thy  care  rejoice. 

2  Beneath  thy  sun's  all-cheering  ray 
I  've  plied  my  task  another  day  ; 
And  thrice  my  strength  refreshed  hath  been 
With  food,  and  converse  sweet  between. 

3  Thy  works,  all-beautiful  and  good, 
I  've  scanned  and  partly  understood  ; 
Clothed  in  their  livery  of  light, 
All  speak  thy  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 

4  When  darkness  veils  the  earth  and  skies, 
New  worlds  and  wonders  o'er  me  rise, 
That  tell,  in  words  of  flame  from  far, 
How  vast,  how  bright  thy  glories  are. 

5  Kept  by  thine  all-sustaining  power, 
I  welcome  now  the  solemn  hour 
That  comes  my  weary  lids  to  close, 
And  lay  me  down  to  sweet  repose. 

6  Wrapt  in  the  soft  embrace  of  sleep, 
Let  angel  guards  their  vigils  keep 
About  my  bed,  and  be  my  rest 
With  holy  dreams  and  visions  blest. 

7  While  my  tired  frame  in  mimic  death 
Lies  motionless,  save  pulse  and  breath, 
Let  my  free  spirit  heavenward  fly, 
And,  without  dying,  learn  to  die. 


occasional.  366,  367. 

366.       8  &,  7s.  M.       edmeston. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Lord  !  we  ask  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal  ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing. 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  He,  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  children  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 

367.       L.  M.      t.  flatman. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Sleep,  downy  sleep  !  come  close  my  eyes, 
Tired  with  beholding  vanities  ; 
Welcome,  sweet  sleep  !  that  driv'st  away 
The  toils  and  follies  of  the  day. 

2  On  thy  soft  bosom  let  me  lie, 
Forget  the  world,  and  learn  to  die  ; 
O  Father  !  bid  thine  angels  spread 
Their  guardian  wings  about  my  bed. 

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368,  369.  occasional. 

3  Clouds  and  thick  darkness  veil  thy  throne, 
Its  awful  glories  all  unknown  ; 

O  dart  from  thence  one  cheering  ray, 
And  turn  my  midnight  into  day  ! 

4  Thus,  when  the  morn,  in  crimson  drest, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east, 
My  grateful  song  of  praise  shall  rise, 
Like  fragrant  incense,  to  the  skies. 

368.  L.   M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

Evening  or  Morning  Hymn. 

1  Great  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  distil,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  our  sleeping  hours  ! 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  our  drowsy  powers. 

3  We  yield  our  powers  to  thy  command  ; 
To  thee  we  consecrate  our  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

369.        L.  M.        Keble. 

11  Even  the  night  shall  he  light  about  me."     Ps.  139. 

1   'T  is  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze  ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 


OCCASIONAL.  370. 

2  Sun  of  our  souls,  for  ever  near  ! 
It  is  not  night,  if  thou  be  here  ; 
O  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise, 

To  hide  thee  from  thy  servants'  eyes  ! 

3  When  round  thy  wondrous  works  below 
Our  searching,  rapturous  glance  we  throw, 
Let  not  our  hearts  with  transport  burn, 
Except  in  all  we  thee  discern. 

4  Abide  with  us  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  we  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  us  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  we  dare  not  die. 

5  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take  ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

370.  8  &   7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 

Thousand  odors  mingling  rise, 
Borne  like  incense  up  to  heaven,  — 
Nature's  evening  sacrifice. 

2  With  her  balmy  offerings  blending, 

Let  our  glad  thanksgivings  be 
To  thy  throne,  O  Lord,  ascending, — 
Incense  of  our  hearts  to  thee. 

3  Thou,  whose  favors  without  number 

All  our  days  with  gladness  bless  ! 
Let  thine  eye,  that  knows  not  slumber, 
Guard  our  hours  of  helplessness. 


371,  372.  OCCASIONAL. 

4  Then,  though  conscious  we  are  sleeping 

In  the  outer  courts  of  death, 

Safe  beneath  a  Father's  keeping, 

Calm  we  rest  in  placid  faith. 

5  Lord  !  when  life  is  closing  round  us, 

Dark  with  anguish,  faint  with  fear, 
Let  thy  beams  of  love  surround  us, 
Let  us  know  thee,  feel  thee,  near  ! 

371.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Morning  Hymn.     For  a  Child. 

1  O  God  !  I  thank  thee  that  the  night     i 
In  peace  and  rest  hath  passed  away, 
And  that  I  see,  in  this  fair  light, 

My  Father's  smile,  that  makes  it  day. 

2  Be  thou  my  Guide,  and  let  me  live 
As  under  thine  all-seeing  eye  ; 
Supply  my  wants,  my  sins  forgive, 
And  make  me  happy  when  I  die. 

372.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Evening  Hymn.     For  a  Child. 

1  Another  day  its  course  hath  run, 
And  still,  O  God,  thy  child  is  blest  ; 
For  thou  hast  been  by  day  my  Sun, 
And  thou  wilt  be  by  night  my  Rest. 

2  Sweet  sleep  descends,  my  eyes  to  close  ; 
And  now,  when  all  the  world  is  still, 

I  give  my  body  to  repose, 
My  spirit  to  my  Father's  will. 


occasional.  373,  374. 

373.  7S.  M.  Newton. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 
God  hath  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

On  the  coming  Sabbath-day  ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour, 
Through  the  week,  our  praise  demand  ; 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  power, 

Fed  and  guided  by  thy  hand  ; 
Now  from  worldly  care  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  night  with  thee. 

3  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise, 
May  we  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 
When  we  in  thy  house  appear  ; 
Holy  may  each  Sabbath  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

374.  7S.    M.  RoBBERDS. 

Sunday  Evening. 

1  Now  your  pleasant  labors  close  ; 
Night  invites  you  to  repose  ; 
Grateful  for  the  happy  day, 
Now  for  peaceful  slumbers  pray. 

2  God,  our  Sun  !  the  day  we  own 
Thine,  —  in  purest  pleasures  flown  ; 
God,  our  Shield  !  with  confidence 
Thee  we  make  our  night's  defence. 


375.  OCCASIONAL. 

3  Thee  we  bless  for  every  thought 
By  thy  holy  Sabbath  brought  ; 
Thee  we  trust  for  aid  to  lead 
Holy  thought  to  holy  deed. 

4  Lord  !  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Like  this  evening  be  our  last  ; 
Like  a  Sabbath  let  it  cease, 
Leaving  thanks,  and  hope,  and  peace. 

375.  C.    M.  BOWRING. 

The  Seasons. 

1  Nature,  a  temple  worthy  heaven, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love, 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 
Whose  stars  rejoice  above,  — 

2  Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore, 
Whose  anthems  the  sublime  accord 
Of  storm  and  ocean's  roar  ;  — 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  the  shrine 
Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers. 

4  Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 
The  brightness  back  to  heaven. 


occasional.  376, 377 


376.  Lt,  JV1.  Anonymous. 

"  The  joy  in  harvest." 

1  Great  God  !  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  has  crowned  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat ; 
"  Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat  ;" 

cc  The  joy  in  harvest  "  we  have  known  ; 
The  praise,  O  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord  ! 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

Our  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  ; 
Ripen  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low. 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

3/7.  O.  1M.  Anonymous. 

"  Seedtime  and  harvest  shall  not  cease." 

1   Fountain  of  mercy  !  God  of  love  ! 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 


7».  OCCASIONAL. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  warmed  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord, was  thine ; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
The  soft,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway  ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 

o7o.  JL.  lM.       Doddridge.    O.  Col. 

The  continual  Heljj  of  God. 

1  Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Thy  mercy  crowns  it  till  its  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 


OCCASIONAL.  379. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

379.  7S.  M.  Newton. 

"  Here  have  toe  no  continuing  city." 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 

2  Dwellers  in  the  eternal  state, 
They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

3  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 
Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ;  — 

4  Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise  ; 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

5  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 

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380,  381.  OCCASIONAL. 

6  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

380.        8  &,  7s.  M.        Estlin. 

For  the  Close  of  a  Year  or  a  Day. 

1  Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears  ; 
May  we,  still  thy  love  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 

2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 

Peace  companion  of  our  way  ; 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 

OOx.         v>».    IVl.  Doddridge. 

Dedication  of  Children  to  God  and  Christ. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

With  all-engaging  charms  ! 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Suffer  the  little  ones,"  he  says, 

"  Forbid  them  not  to  come  ; 
Of  such  is  heaven  ;  and  souls  like  these 
Shall  find  in  heaven  their  home." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 


occasional.  382,  383. 

oOZi*  JL.  1V1.  West-Boston  Col. 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

1  This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity  ! 

Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 

2  O  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law  ; 
May  virtue,  piety,  and  truth 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth  ! 

3  We,  too,  before  thy  gracious  sight, 
Once  shared  the  blest  baptismal  rite, 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow 
With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises  now. 

4  Grant  that  with  true  and  faithful  heart 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

383.  L.  M.  E.Taylor. 

For  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  Here,  Lord,  when,  at  thy  table  met, 
Our  good  and  evil  we  survey, 

O  leave  us  not  to  vain  regret 

For  precious  moments  passed  away  ! 

2  From  selfish  aims,  from  narrow  views, 
O  set  our  willing  spirits  free  ! 

And  every  purer  thought  infuse, 
Befitting  those  who  come  to  thee. 


384.  OCCASIONAL. 

3  And  here,  O  Lord,  the  blessed  balm 
Of  comfort  let  thy  mourners  share  ; 
And,  mortal  griefs  subdued  and  calm, 
Learn,  meekly  learn,  the  cross  to  bear. 

4  Thus  may  the  cup  of  blessing,  given 
From  hand  to  hand,  new  life  impart  ; 
And  Jesus,  the  best  gift  of  heaven, 
His  image  see  in  every  heart. 

384.  S.    M.  FURNESS. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 
Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 

His  body  and  his  blood  behold 
Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  Yes  !  that  our  souls  might  live, 
Those  sacred  limbs  were  torn, 

That  blood  was  spilt,  and  pangs  untold 
Were  by  the  Saviour  borne. 

3  O  Thou  !  who  didst  allow 
Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus, 

Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 

4  We  are  persuaded  now 
That  nothing  can  divide 

Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  him  who  died  ;  — 

5  Who  died  to  make  us  sure 
Of  mercy,  truth,  and  peace  ; 

And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 


occasional.  385,  386. 

OoO.  fe.  lVl.  Doddridge. 

Invitation  to  the  Supper. 

1  Our  Heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 

With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  Here  fix  our  roving  hearts, 
In  confidence  and  love, 

Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

386.  C.  M.  Sewall's  Col. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  O  God  !  accept  the  sacred  hour 

Which  we  to  thee  have  given  ; 
And  let  this  hallowed  scene  have  power 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  Still  let  us  hold,  till  life  departs, 

The  precepts  of  thy  Son  ; 
Nor  let  our  thoughtless,  thankless  hearts 
Forget  what  he  has  done. 

3  His  true  disciples  may  we  live, 

From  all  defilement  free  ; 
And  humbly  learn,  like  him,  to  give 
Our  powers,  our  will  to  thee. 

4  And  oft  along  life's  dangerous  way, 

To  smooth  our  passage  through, 
Wilt  thou,  on  this  thy  holy  day, 
For  us  this  scene  renew  ? 

23* 


387,  388.  occasional. 

387.  C.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

For  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  When  Christ  for  his  disciples  prayed, 

He  prayed  for  all  our  race, 
Whene'er  their  fervent  prayer  is  made, 
Where'er  their  dwelling-place. 

2  Sweet  is  the  thought,  when  here  we  meet, 

His  feast  of  love  to  share  ; 
And,  'mid  the  toils  of  life,  how  sweet 
The  memory  of  his  prayer  ! 

3  O,  ne'er  in  souls  that  seek  his  face 

Let  harsher  passions  reign, 
To  tell  the  unbelieving  race 
The  Saviour  prayed  in  vain  ! 

ooo.  10s.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Death  of  the  Faithful  cut  off  in  Mid-life. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power  ; 

A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time  ; 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 
In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high  ; 
And  all  the  faithful  by  that  narrow  way 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

3  Go  to  the  grave  ; — no,  take  thy  seat  above  ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou,  for  faith  and  hope,  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 


occasional.  389,  390. 

389.  fe.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Death  of  an  aged  Minister. 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 

The  battle  's  fought,  the  victory  won  ; 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came  ; 
He  started  up  to  hear  ; 

A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 
It  found  him  on  the  field, 

A  veteran  resting  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past  ; 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 

And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

390.  L.   M.  Steele. 

On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

[   So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower, 
Frail  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ! 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die  ! 

I  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart, 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care, 
Which  nature  would,  but  cannot,  bear  ? 


391.  OCCASIONAL. 

3  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obeyed  ? 
Too  weak,  alas,  her  strongest  aid  ! 
O  let  religion,  then,  be  nigh  ! 

Her  comforts  were  not  made  to  die. 

4  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  kind  control  ; 
While  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page, 
Her  words  our  fiercest  griefs  assuage. 

5  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

391.  L.   jVI.  Belfast  Select. 

On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 

Thus  lovely  seemed  the  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  his  life  away. 

2  Ere  sin  could  blight,  or  sorrow  fade, 
Death  timely  came  with  friendly  care  ; 
The  opening  bud  to  heaven  conveyed, 
And  bade  it  bloom  for  ever  there. 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy 
Perhaps  has  spared  a  heavier  doom, 
Snatched  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy, 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ills  to  come. 

4  He  died  before  his  infant  soul 

Had  ever  burned  with  wrong  desire, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  madly  quenched  its  sacred  fire. 


OCCASIONAL.  392. 

He  died  to  sin,  he  died  to  care  ; 
But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod  ; 
Then,  springing  on  the  viewless  air, 
Spread  his  light  wings,  and  soared  to  God. 


392.  C.  M.  Addison. 

The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord  ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide  ; 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore, 
We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


393.  OCCASIONAL. 

393.  L.   M.  Flint. 

Prayer  for  Friends  at  Sea. 

1  Lord  of  the  winds  and  ocean's  swell  ! 
'T  is  thine,  when  angry  tempests  rave, 
At  will  their  fiercest  rage  to  quell  ; 

'T  is  thine  in  peril's  hour  to  save. 

2  In  sickly  climes,  when  tainted  airs 
Breathe  in  each  breeze  infection's  breath, 
A  charmed  life  the  voyager  bears 

Who  makes  thine  arm  his  shield  from  death. 

3  In  port,  or  bounding  o'er  the  deep, 
For  friends  away  we  make  our  prayer  ; 
Each  loved  one,  Lord,  in  safety  keep, 
Committed  to  thy  guardian  care. 

4  'Mid  favoring  gales  and  skies  serene, 
O  keep  them  mindful  still  of  thee  ! 
So,  in  each  dark  and  fearful  scene, 
Of  them  thy  love  shall  mindful  be. 

5  Havened  at  home,  the  dark  abyss 
Of  waters  passed,  all  perils  o'er, 
Give  us  to  know  the  full,  glad  bliss 

Of  friends  long-severed  met  once  more. 

6  Then  with  united  heart  and  voice 

We  '11  wake  the  exulting  hymn  of  praise, 

And  evermore  in  thee  rejoice, 

Our  Sun  and  Shield,  in  all  our  ways. 


occasional.  394,  395. 

394.  9   &.   7S.  M.  Flint. 

The  Christian  Mariner. 

1  When  loud  the  midnight  tempest  roaring 

Lifts  on  high  the  ocean  waves, 
The  intrepid  seaman,  God  adoring, 
Calmly  every  danger  braves. 

2  No  perils  of  the  deep  can  daunt  him, 

While  he  makes  his  God  his  trust,    > 
And  has  no  deeds  of  guilt  to  haunt  him, 
All  whose  ways  are  true  and  just. 

3  What  though  the  pangs  of  death  assail  him, 

Sinking  in  the  sickly  clime  ? 
He  has  a  hope  that  cannot  fail  him, 
Piercing  through  the  veil  of  time. 

4  He  hears  the  billows'  angry  dashing 

Booming  o'er  the  reefy  shoal  ; 
And,  midst  the  lightnings  round  him  flashing, 
Stays  on  God  his  tranquil  soul. 

5  He  knows  the  Power,  that  can  deliver, 

Will  deliver,  if  't  is  best  ; 
And  unto  Him,  its  Guard  and  Giver, 
Yields  his  spirit,  and  is  blest. 

395.        C.  M.        Wrkford. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1   Lord  !   while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land, 
The  land  we  love  the  most  ! 


396.  OCCASIONAL. 

2  Our  fathers'  sepulchres  are  here, 

And  here  our  kindred  dwell  ; 
Our  children  too  ;  —  how  should  we  love 
Another  land  so  well  ? 

3  O  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless  ; 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness  ! 

4  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

5  Here  may  religion,  pure  and  mild, 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours ; 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 

6  Lord  of  the  nations  !  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  Friend. 

396.  L.  M.  Flint. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 

1  In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage  ; 
And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines, 
Our  youth  is  blest,  and  blest  our  age. 

2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  due, 
That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here, 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard  to  the  Planter  dear  ! 


occasional.  397,  398. 

3  The  toils  they  bore  our  ease  have  wrought ; 
They  sowed  in  tears,  —  in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought 

We  '11  guard  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
In  weal  and  woe,  through  all  the  past, 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own, 
While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 

397.  L.  M.       Roscoe. 

Praise  for  national  Blessings. 

1  Great  God  !  we  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  goodness  own  ; 
But  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 

Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

2  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own  ; 
To  thee  with  grateful  hearts  shall  raise 
Their  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

3  Our  God,  our  Guardian,  and  our  Friend  ! 
O  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend  ! 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 

For  ages  may  thy  kindness  last. 

398.  L.  M.        Ai*in. 

The  Evils  of  War  deprecated. 

1   While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground, 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 
The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 
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399.  OCCASIONAL. 

2  O  see,  with  what  insatiate  rage 

Thy  sons  their  impious  battles  wage  ; 
How  spreads  destruction  like  a  flood, 
And  brothers  shed  their  brothers'  blood  ! 

3  Great  God  !  whose  mighty  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind  ; 

0  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace  ! 

4  With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above, 

"  Let  brethren  live  in  mutual  love." 

399.  7  &L  5S.  M.  Flint. 

Hymn  for  the  Celebration  of  American  Independence. 

1  Freemen,  we  our  chartered  rights 
Hold  from  men  who  lived  the  lights, 
And  the  bulwark  on  her  heights, 

Of  their  country,  stood. 

2  Tyrants'  threats  and  bribes  they  spurned, 
Back  the  oppressor's  hosts  they  turned, 
Freedom  for  their  sons  they  earned 

By  their  toils  and  blood. 

3  Be  their  names  immortalized, 
Who  their  life-blood  sacrificed, 
That  a  boon  so  dearly  prized 

They  for  us  might  win. 

4  Yet  in  vain  our  freedom,  Lord, 
Bought  with  blood  in  battle  poured, 
If,  unfranchised  by  thy  word, 

We  are  slaves  to  sin. 


,      OCCASIONAL.  400. 

5  Freedom  without  self-control 
Is  but  leave  to  wreck  the  soul, 
Passion-driven  on  pleasure's  shoal, 

To  the  future  blind. 

6  Freemen,  then,  by  right  of  birth, 
Teach  us,  Lord,  to  prize  the  worth 
Of  that  richest  gem  of  earth, 

Freedom  of  the  mind. 

400.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Dedication  of  a  House  of  Worship. 

1  O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 
Have  raised  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept, 
And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell  ;  and  here, 
As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung  ; 
Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when  of  old  thy  spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 

On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 


40  J.         .  OCCASIONAL. 

401.  P.  M.  Flint. 

On  leaving  an  ancient  Church. 

1  Here,  to  the  High  and  Holy  One, 

Our  fathers  early  reared 
A  house  of  prayer,  a  lowly  one, 

Yet  long  to  them  endeared 
By  hours  of  sweet  communion 

Held  with  their  covenant  God, 
As  oft,  in  sacred  union, 

His  hallowed  courts  they  trod. 

2  Gone  are  the  pious  multitudes 

That  here  kept  holy  time, 
In  other  courts  assembled  now, 

For  worship  more  sublime. 
Their  children,  we  are  waiting 

In  meekness,  Lord,  thy  call ; 
Thy  love  still  celebrating, 

Our  hope,  our  trust,  our  all. 

3  These  time-worn  walls,  the  resting-place, 

So  oft,  from  earthly  cares, 
To  righteous  souls  now  perfected, 

We  leave  with  thanks  and  prayers  ; 
With  thanks,  for  every  blessing 

Vouchsafed  through  all  the  past, 
With  prayers,  thy  throne  addressing 

For  guidance  to  the  last. 

4  Though  from  this  house,  so  long  beloved, 

We  part  with  sadness  now, 
Yet  here  we  trust  with  gladness  soon 
In  fairer  courts  to  bow  ; 


OCCASIONAL.  402. 

Soon,  too,  our  souls  forsaking 
These  bodies,  fallen  and  pale, 

In  brighter  forms  awaking, 

With  joy  the  change  shall  hail. 

402.  L.  M.  Frothingham. 

Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

1  O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 
Within,  around  us,  and  above  ! 

Thy  word  we  bless-,  thy  name  we  call, 
Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  fleart  believed 
Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place  ; 

With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received, — 
Our  spirits'  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 
To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Direct  and  guard  the  youthful  strength 
Devoted  to  thy  Son  this  day  ; 

And  give  thy  word  full  course  at  length 
O'er  man's  defects  and  time's  decay. 

5  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side  ; 
Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast  ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 


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403.  OCCASIONAL. 

403.  L.  M.  Flint. 

Ordination  Hymn  for  a  new  Society. 

1  All-glorious  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  ! 
When  angels  sung  a  Saviour's  birth, 
"Glory  to  God  !  "  the  song  began  ; 

It  closed  with  "Peace  and  love  to  man  !  " 

2  Glory  to  thee  we  give  this  day, 
That  earthly  heralds  still  convey, 

What  angels  sung  from  their  bright  spheres, 
Good  news  to  our  delighted  ears. 

3  Eternal  life  they  still  proclaim, 
The  gift  and  Giver  still  the  same  ; 
The  same  the  straight  and  narrow  way, 
To  know  thy  will,  and  to  obey. 

4  Grateful,  this  lately  gathered  band 

Of  suppliants,  Lord,  before  thee  stand, 

And  join  their  pastor's  heart-breathed  prayer, 

That  they  may  grow  beneath  his  care. 

5  Thy  dews  and  sunshine  swell  the  grain, 
Till  ripened  sheaves  bend  o'er  the  plain  ; 
So  be  thy  Spirit  largely  given, 

And  souls  shall  ripen  here  for  heaven. 

6  All-glorious  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  ! 
When  angels  sung  a  Saviour's  birth, 

"  Glory  to  God  !  "  the  song  began  ; 

It  closed  with  u  Peace  and  love  to  man  !  " 


OCCASIONAL.  404, 405. 

404  H.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

1  Rise,  Sun  of  glory  !  rise, 
And  chase  the  shades  of  night, 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 
And  hide  thy  sacred  light  ; 

O  chase  those  dreary  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  dawning  of  the  day  ! 

2  Now  send  thy  spirit  down 
On  all  the  nations,  Lord  ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 
The  preaching  of  thy  word  ; 

That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 
To  all  our  fallen  race, 

And  all  the  earth  become 

The  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  pure  devotion  shall  ascend 
In  songs  of  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

405.  P.  M.  T.  Moore. 

For  a  charitable  Occasion. 

.   Angel  of  Charity,  who,  from  above, 

Comest  to  dwell  a  pilgrim  here  ! 
Thy  voice  is  music,  thy  smile  is  love, 

And  pity's  soul  is  in  thy  tear. 
When  on  the  shrine  of  God  were  laid 

First-fruits  of  all  most  good  and  fair 
That  ever  bloomed  in  Eden's  shade, 

Thine  was  the  holiest  offering  there. 


406.  OCCASIONAL. 

2  Hope  and  her  sister,  Faith,  were  given 

But  as  our  guides  to  yonder  sky  ; 
Soon  as  they  reach  the  verge  of  heaven, 

There,  lost  in  perfect  bliss,  they  die. 
But  long  as  Love,  almighty  Love, 

Shall  on  his  throne  of  thrones  abide, 
Thou,  Charity,  shalt  dwell  above, 

Smiling  for  ever  by  his  side. 


406.  L.  M.  Flint. 

Hymn  for  reformed  Inebriates. 

1  Giver  of  all  good  gifts  to  man  ! 

'T  is  thine  to  give,  by  might  within, 
What  outward  might  nor  menace  can, — 
The  will  and  strength  to  turn  from  sin. 

2  Thou,  who  art  love,  by  love  dost  reign 
O'er  all  above  and  all  below  ; 

Thy  love  lets  down  sweet  mercy's  chain 
To  lift  the  fallen  from  guilt  and  woe. 

3  Persuasive  love,  not  penal  law, 
Best  works  in  man  desired  reform  ; 
As  winter's  frost  and  gloom  withdraw 
Before  the  sun,  but  brave  the  storm. 

4  Thy  love  from  lowest  depths  of  vice 
Hath  millions  back  to  virtue  won, 
Touched  by  the  bleeding  sacrifice 
And  dying  prayer  of  thy  dear  Son. 

.5  "  Forgive  them,  Father  !   who  have  sought 
Brief  solace  from  the  insidious  draught, 
Nor  of  the  unblest  ingredient  thought 
That  drugged  the  poisonous  cup  they  quaffed." 


OCCASIONAL.  407. 

Thus  Pity  learned  from  Christ  to  pray 
For  all  by  false  delights  betrayed  ; 
And  grateful  myriads  bless  the  day 
Their  vow's  the  plague  of  drunkenness  stayed. 


407.  C.  M.  Flint. 

For  Burial  in  a  rural  Cemetery. 

1  O'er  life's  pale  wrecks  in  loveliness 

These  scenes  shall  yearly  bloom, 
Type  of  the  soul's  ethereal  dress, 
Heaven- wrought  beyond  the  tomb. 

2  O  why,  then,  mourn  that  earth  to  earth, 

And  dust  to  dust  is  given  ? 
'T  is  but  the  spirit's  second  birth, 
Its  coronal  for  heaven. 

3  Though  dear  the  dust  that  once  was  warm 

With  life  the  spirit  gave, 
We  dote  not  on  the  perished  form 
That  moulders  in  the  grave. 

4  We  yield  the  body  to  its  doom, 

The  dust  in  dust  to  lie  ; 
Yet  we  may  deem,  beside  the  tomb, 
The  spirit  hovering  nigh. 

5  And  oft  our  steps  shall  linger  near, 

Till,  death  the  veil  remove, 
And  kindred  spirits,  sundered  here, 
Be  joined  in  deathless  love. 


408.  OCCASIONAL. 

408.        H.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Parting  to  meet  again. 

1  Now,  Lord,  we  part  awhile  ; 
But  still,  in  spirit  joined, 
Embrace  the  happy  toil 
Thou  hast  to  each  assigned  ; 

And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

2  O  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways  ; 
And,  armed  with  patience,  run 
With  joy  the  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

3  There  we  shall  meet  again, 
When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
And  parting  are  no  more, — 

In  the  new  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  world  of  righteousness  and  love. 

4  O  happy,  happy  day, 
That  calls  thy  exiles  home, 
When  sorrows  pass  away, 
And  wanderers  cease  to  roam  ! 

We  meekly  wait  the  soul's  release, 
And  labor  to  be  found  in  peace. 


GENERAL  WORSHIP,  THANKSGIVING,  AND  PRAISE. 


409.  L.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

PI  is  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise, 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  thy  throne  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


410,  411.  GENERAL    WORSHIP, 

410.  L.   M.  Tate  &  Brady.    O.  Col. 

Let  the  whole  Earth  xcorship  God.     Ps.  100. 

1  With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 
Glad  homage  pay  with  pious  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 

2  We  know  that  he  is  God  alone, 
From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed, 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  vouchsafes  to  fejed. 

3  O  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate, 
Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless  ! 

4  For  he  's  the  Lord,  supremely  good  ; 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 

His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

411.  S.  M.  Watts.    O.  Col. 

Nature's  Praise  to  God. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God  ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad 
Through  all  creation's  frame  ! 

2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 
Her  humble  homage  pays  ; 

And  finds  a  thousand  ways  to  express 
Her  undissembled  praise. 


THANKSGIVING,    AND   PRAISE.  412. 

3  Our  souls  would  rise  and  sing 
Our  great  Creator,  too  ; 

Fain  would  our  tongues  adore  our  King, 
And  pay  the  homage  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  our  days, 

And  oft  to.  God  our  souls  ascend 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 


412.       P.  M.  Ogilvie. 

Invocation  to  Universal  Praise. 

1  Begin,  my  soul  !   the  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name  ; 
Lo,  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme  ! 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode  ! 
Ye  clouds  !    proclaim  your  Maker,  God  ; 

Ye  thunders  !  speak  his  power  ; 
Lo,  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings, 
In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  kings  ! 

The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps  !  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies  ; 

Praise  Him  who  bids  you  roll  ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air  ! 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

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415.  GENERAL    WORSHIP,    ETC. 

415.  C.  M.  Pope. 

The  Universal  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all  !  in  every  age, 

In  every  clime,  adored, 
By  saint,  by  savage,  or  by  sage, 
The  universal  Lord  ! 

2  Thou  great  First  Cause,  least  understood  ! 

Who  all  my  sense  confined 
To  know  but  this,  — that  thou  art  good, 
And  that  myself  am  blind  ;  — 

3  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This  teach  me,  more  than  hell,  to  shun, 
That,  more  than  heaven,  pursue. 

4  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent, 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

5  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe  ; 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see  ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

6  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot  ; 

But  all  beneath  the  sun 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not  ; 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

7  To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  space, 

Whose  altar,  earth,  sea,  skies, 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise. 


CLOSE  OF  WORSHIP,  ASCRIPTIONS,  AND  SACRED  AIRS. 


CLOSE     OF    WORSHIP. 

I.  L.  M.  Moravian. 

Prayer  for  the  Living  Bread. 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  evermore  ! 

0  God  !  thy  kingdom  come  with  power  ! 
Thy  will  be  done  !  and,  day  by  day, 
Grve  us  our  daily  bread,  we  pray. 

Lord  !  evermore  to  us  be  given 

The  Living  Bread  that  came  from  heaven; 

Water  of  Life  on  us  bestow  ; 

Thou  art  the  Source,  the  Fountain  thou. 

II.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Happy  Worship. 

1  If  't  is  sweet  to  mingle  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer  ; 
If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise  ; 
Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be 
Where  they  meet  eternally. 

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CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

Father  !  may  these  meetings  prove 
Preparations  for  above  ; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place, 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace  ; 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 


III.  8  &  7s.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Close  of  Service. 

1  Lord  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

IV.  L.  M.  Heber. 

Close  of  Service. 

1  Lord  !  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came  ; 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

The  Lord,  our  Strength  and  Righteousness  ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above  ; 
Then  shall  we  better  sing  thy  love. 


ASCRIPTIONS. 


ASCRIPTIONS. 


I.  L.    M.  Watts. 


From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

II.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ! 
To  God  be  praise  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

III.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Be  thou,  O  God  !  exalted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

IV.  C.    M.  ESTLIN. 

To  God  let  every  tongue  be  praise, 

And  every  heart  be  love, 
All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth, 

And  nobler  songs  above. 


ASCRIPTIONS. 


V, 


S.  M. 


To  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 
Their  grateful  praises  bring. 


VI. 


H.  M. 


Now  to  the  King  of  Heaven 
Your  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
To  him  be  glory  given, 
Might,  majesty,  and  praise. 
Wide  as  he  reigns, 
His  name  be  sung, 
.  By  every  tongue, 
In  endless  strains. 


VII. 


7s.  M. 


All,  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 
In  God's  praise  that  breath  employ  ! 
All  in  one  great  chorus  join  ! 
Praise,  O  praise  the  name  Divine  ! 


VIII. 


lis.  M. 


Come,  let  us  adore  Him,  come,  bow  at  his  feet  ; 
O  give  Him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet  ! 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


SACRED    AIRS. 


SACRED    AIRS. 


I.  P.  M.  Anonymous. 

For  Communion. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
"It  is  finished  !  "  hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 

2  "  It  is  finished  !  "  O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ,  our  Lord. 
"  It  is  finished  !"  saints,  the  dying  words  record  ! 

II.         lis.  M. 

"  Are  they  not  all  ministering  spirits?" 

1  How  cheering  the  thought  that  the  spirits  in  bliss 
Will  bow  their  bright  wings  to  a  world  such  as  this  ; 
Will  leave  the  sweet  joys  of  the  mansions  above, 
To  breathe  o'er  our  bosoms  some  message  of  love ! 

2  They  come,  on  the  wings  of  the  morning  they  come, 
Impatient  to  lead  some  poor  wanderer  home, 
Some  pilgrim  to  snatch  from  this  stormy  abode, 
And  lay  him  to  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  God. 

III.  8  &  7s.  M.  From  the  German. 

Thanksgiving  Hymn. 

1   Praise  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 
Wakes  the  blossoms  fresh  with  dew  ! 
Praise  him,  when  revived  creation 
Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new  ! 


SACRED    AIRS. 


2  Praise  the  Lord,  when  early  breezes 

Come  so  fragrant  from  the  flowers  ! 
Praise,  thou  willow,  by  the  brookside  ! 
Praise,  ye  birds,  among  the  bowers  ! 

3  Praise  the  Lord  !  and  may  his  blessing 

Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth, 
Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error, 
Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 

4  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  hosts  of  heaven  ! 

Angels,  sing  your  sweetest  lays  ! 
All  things,  utter  forth  his  glory  ! 
Sound  aloud  Jehovah's  praise  ! 

IV.  P.-  M.  From  the  German. 

Praise  ye  Jehovah. 

1  Praise  ye  Jehovah  ! 

In  loud-pealing  songs  come  before  him  ; 

Great  is  his  mercy  ; 
With  hearts  of  thanksgiving  adore  him  ; 
Firm  is  his  word  ; 
Freely  his  grace  is  conferred  ; 
Humbly  for  pardon  implore  him. 

2  Praise  ye  Jehovah  ! 

His  word,  like  the  beams  of  the  morning, 

Shines  on  our  pathway, 
With  precept,  and  counsel,  and  warning  ; 
Holy  its  light, 
Guiding  to  regions  where  night 
Never  again  is  returning. 


SACRED    AIRS. 


3  Praise  him,  all  nations  ! 

'T  is  he  that  hath  crowned  you  with  blessing  ; 

O  come  before  him. 
Your  sinful  transgressions  confessing  ! 
Worship  the  Lord, 
Bow  to  the  claims  of  his  word, 
Songs  to  his  glory  addressing. 

4  Angels,  rejoicing, 
Unite  in  the  shout  of  salvation  ; 

Daily  and  nightly, 
They  sing  to  the  God  of  creation, 
Worthy  to  reign, 
Keeper  and  Saviour  of  men, 
O'er  every  kingdom  and  nation. 

V.        P.M. 

Evening  Invocation. 

1  Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining  ; 
Father  in  heaven  !  the  day  is  declining  ; 
Safety  and  innocence  flee  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the  night ; 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning  bells  chime, 
O  shield  me  from  danger,  and  keep  me  from  crime  ! 

Father  !  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  ! 
Amen  ! 

2  Father  in  heaven  !  O  hear,  when  I  call, 
Through  Jesus  Christ,  who  is  Saviour  of  all  ! 
Fainting  and  feeble  I  trust  in  thy  might  ; 

In  doubting  and  darkness  thy  love  be  my  light  ; 
Let  me  sleep  on  thy  breast,  while  the  night  taper  burns, 
And  wake  in  thine  arms,  when  the  morning  returns. 
Father  !  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  ! 
Amen  ! 


SACRED   AIRS. 

VI.  P.    M.  From  the  German. 

Song  of  Praise  in  the  Night. 

1  In  the  night 
Let  our  hearts  requite 

The  Lord, 
For  grace  free  abounding  ; 
Earth  surrounding, 
His  stars  light  afford 
Through  the  night. 

2  O  how  fair 
Smiles  does  Nature  bear 

To  God  ! 
She  glows  with  his  praises, 
Glory  raises  ; 
In  his  bright  abode 
All  is  fair. 

3  Mid  the  spheres, 
Praise,  through  circling  years, 

Is  sung 
To  God  the  Creator, 
King  of  nature  ; 
O  praise  him,  my  tongue, 
Endless  years  ! 


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